half the time i feel im not enough for you and half the time not even sure your there and now you say our love is not enough for you and honestly i cant
like John Davidson Park Cutlass Oldsmobile thangs cruisers and larks Posted with thumps ginormous oversize guns Me and my potnas my brothers and my cousins
crew I'm fly everyday like I run for Jet Blue Yeah I step in the place with the pumper on my waist The jack boys coming but my goons on the case Let the
manhand'? it's real as it get Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy Gutters of the street where my
real as it get plus, theres no one you can trust love what, do it for the lust trust, its never to much got to get the money in my clutch case close
that's right yeah this for all my Mobb niggas right here You know(gangsta shit! nigga gangsta shit!) The whole family This our shit right here, this our
to me! Aaah! [Chorus: repeated during breakdowns] Ahh! Me so horny! Me love you long time! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Sittin' in my office with my dick
I will create it The best is yet to come, with much much more You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit
guess it's cause we black that we targets My only fear is God, I spit that hard s**t In case you don't know, I let my pump go Get ?ride for M'Thulu? like
can you get away? [girl] And I can't get away [2Pac] Do you love him? [girl] I'm not happy here [2Pac] Do you love that man? [Verse Two: 2Pac] Could it be my
a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime So here we go, we in the inner city I keep my hand on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is shitty Niggaz
G' But right now I got my mind set up Lookin down tha barrell of my 9 Get up Cause it's time to make tha pay back phat To my brothers on tha block
someday G But right now I got my mind set up Lookin down the barrel of my nine, get up Cause it's time to make the payback fat To my brothers on the block
, my fuckin lil' homies My lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight
To my unborn child.. To my unborn child.. in case I don't make it Just remember daddy loves you [talking in background] To my unborn child.. To my unborn
pistols in the air Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at Where my soldiers Where my soldiers at When
This shit here, hahahaha Please, no more pain That's right nigga Hey drop that shit boy Verse One: 2Pac My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes My