baby...) Girl when I tell you I need you (I need you to...) Cause I want you I love you I need you girl Cause I want you I love you can't leave you girl
the prize I settled for less and its more than enough just say when Truth be told I'd rather be sold than juggle stepping stones But when he tries I
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E [Verse 1:] H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, California my city No pity, for a sucka can't be no sissy Motherfuckers smoke weed
a baller when this G-shit go down This my time when I clown that yo click out in one rhyme [Chorus x2] [H.A.W.K] I'm a outlaw (outlaw) I'll bring it
you? I pump hard till you say I'm being mean to you I know the ice Roley gleam to you A true playa's what I seem to you And if you want it We can do it
do, somethin that I never did I try to get him, I think I hit em, I lit him He's out! A poison, a deadly venom (Yeah Mad, fuck that! You know how we
Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it You got me high! Let me come inside! I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me
a club in a pack I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggaz to trip Cause bitch I love to scrap Now mama raised me as a thug nigga With love niggaz
But I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy killa Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep Nigga when I find you Weak mutha-fuckas don't deserve to breathe How
Nah, I know you? [G:] Yeah, you know me. I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin. [2:] Where I know you from? Where I know you from? [G:] You
Did It I Dont Know I Just Know I Gotta Get Some So Ruthless, When I Fuck Better Duck When You See Me Whip Pac In The Truck Rolling Like A 8 Ball Now Lemme
those who disagree you should sit and worry bout your own bad self who you tryin to prove it to, you or me? when the shmooze is on you go bizerk, you
life we sold a gang a buddah like ??? you juss a cutie, you actin like them groupies so you dyin to tell a hoochie juss a bootsie nigga I hate niggas
I'm a be the first black face on money Beleive it I bust guns by any means I got a oozie, a calico, a M-16 with a red beam Hit you all up in your head
you we were dead broke? Thinkin you're choice and your voice sound like you got a stretched throat You're just another duck, a certified buttercup You
you want and remember the south cause you never know where you go you don't know where you from so I lift up the trunk and chunk a deuce I have ways breakin
a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a
it takes to get a groove on. Me personally, I don't mind accommadating a hoe. You know, what you do? What you drank, you smoke, you shoot up, what ever
