that (Hold you) Hold you (Hold you) I wanna hold, I wanna, I wanna Hey, hey, hey yeah (Hold you) Hold you in like a lady (Hold you) Take you take you Take you
Crow) [Al Green:] I don't know why I love you like I do After all these changes you put me through You stole my money and my cigarettes And I haven'
I drop hefty rhymes on all MC's Suckas that wanna play too cute, execute the play(?) off loose I execute On site you're too hype, you might get snatched
ride but she ain't have no gas money. she said chip I'm broke but you can get some ass from me. I gotta better idea I said as I reclined my seat. I had
this rate I just keep climbing But keep it mind Fuck what you say and what you trying You niggaz dyin' I got this game on lock And I'm patrollin' to get
thing, beautifulest thing haa I wanna thank you for my life so beautiful indeed Introducing - Liquid Beats, North Philly..huu I?m so blessed in every way Lord you
(feat. Al Green) [all of the musical vocals in parenthesis are Al Green samples] [Slick Rick] "People in the house" (Welll...) [E-Dub] Sermon - "aiight
you outta line, I shine because I grind I keep that money up on my mind, for the umpteenth time When I write a rhyme I rhyme real, and getting green
Juices Of The Tip If You Give It A Good Lick. I Know You Dont Want Nobody Thinking Your A Trick But The Windows On The Cutty Tinted I Aint Sayin Shit. Me You
tattle tome How bad does she seem She makes me wanna scream My mom is gonna babysit tonight Did you hear Melinda got into a fight You whore you bitch
me the ruler Click Click...Booya!! [Chorus x2] [Rock] If you don't know like I know Then act like you know, like I know [Rock:] (I beat's more ass
when the fuck is you comin' man Man three minutes I need an eighth know what I mean (I got some killer brown) Don't want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green
Al Green : I don't know why I love you like I do After all these changes you put me through You stole my money and my cigarettes And I haven't seen
cares I know you think I'm tweekin' But the only time I get to see my kids is on the visiting weekend I ain't in no chains But sometimes I get tested
juice, I got the dank nigga You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga Verse 2: Pass me the bud, I'm on the green leaves I wanna feel like I'm
yes R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. Big Al R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. J. Black R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. Subroc R.I.P. How
you can have some I ain't like that, I'm goin' but I'll be right back Light that sour up, put it in the air Fuck is you niggaz talkin', it's Gain Greene
