s for real. You know that she?s my love, my only love baby. Yeah. This love, this love, this love, this looove. This love, this love, this love, this love
when i first met you babe i knew i had to have you i just wanted you to call me your bad boy baby blue i'm so glad i'll be loving you for ever it's kind
Won't you let the heat out of the oven Lord it takes a while to build a fire Don't let 'em cool you down, don't let 'em cool you down Cause it's some
of the street blame it all on me look at me still hangin around still hangin around oh baby i'm still around people say you'll fall in and out of love
People down by the side of the road I got a pocket full of nothing and I know what I know I know what I know, I don't know nothin' else If you could
The Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya Put Compton
You's a bitch Trick ass, snitch mothafuca Type bitch, sleepin' with the enemy, sucka Don't let me catch ya slippin' in the darkness We ain't friends,
always stay down For you, for you, cause G's need love too [Verse 1: Down] It's so hard for me to tell you how I feel You know a G like me, I always
't go to the burial, but you'll be missed That's if you didn't know, from your true friends and not your foes Cause love comes and goes "Love, comes
Hold me tight The moon's so bright Tonight is so right for love Now's the time to say You're the only one Tonight is so right for love One by one the
Babylon so you know we're leavin it 200 years in which I spit that's too many years in Babylon so you know we're leaving it G. Love What's going on little
Hit it G Some of these days I just can't seem to get out of bed Waking up spider webs growing up in my hair I've been last; tumbleweeds growin up in
a critter all that is gold is not glitter not all those who wander are lost... i'm going to blow up just like the california gold rush give us faith, guidance and love
argument Shouldn't even started it I'm broken hearted I can't be parted I need a taste So I count my loss MMMMM My baby got sauce... G Love and Special
Me and my band All must agree we like to get groovy With the sounds of the old time We like to jam cause man Sounds from the Bandstand Hand for the cause
Bye bye baby, don't be blue Bye bye baby, don't be blue Oh don't you cry nomore baby don't you cry Don't you cry anymore Don't you cry shed a tear Oh
City livin' lalalala City livin' lalalala City livin' is so tuff. Scrubbing floors on your hands and knees. City livin' can get so hot when It's a hundred
Frosty mug to Washtub Robbie Cold ones to Nancy and Winnie Yo- could I get a cold beverage I need some leverage It's sunny outside Some lemonade would
