the cars ready Cars in the crib No I don't need your money You can check out how I live I need love My heart needs love But I can't give you a chance
cars ready Cars in the crib No I don't need your money You can check out how I live I need love My heart needs love But I can't give you a chance And
I'm the big boss the young Don, however you want it And them six figgas with bitches, I done had that moment I get my crush on my rush on, I love this
I like that girl, I like that girl I like that girl, I like that girl I like that girl, I like that girl I like that girl, I like that kind of girl) [
full Tangaray got a nigga high Lord knows I don't need another DUI I live a Thug Life heartless hustler Just cause I fucked her Don't mean I trust her
t drop me I took it and smiled Now I'm back to set the record straight With my A-K I'm still the thug that you love to hate Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up
that honey shakin [Chorus (w/ Outlawz)] [Fatal] I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger
I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember I
s been five years man, 3 albums, 30 million copies you gotta love it, Ah-real ah really never thought I would be here, First n foremost I'd like da thank
why you don't) Stay up (yeah), Stay up (uh), Stay up (I'm, Lovin) (I know you gotta) Stay up, (you know you gotta) Stay up (I need that), Stay... (Viagra
G. Rap] I can't stand a bitch so I don't treat and I don't need 'em They want a niggaz cunt, so I just fuck 'em like I hate 'em Hoes wanna oppose, like
who I am Com Sense, yo; I'm wit the fam, yo [Chorus x2: sung in tune of Brand Nubian's "Love it or Leave It Alone"] You gotta love it, or leave it alone
For Him I've gotta get my write on So whether in the streets or in the booth I'm a get at you, and I'm a prove you don't need the gin and juice Mommie
(Fa Real) Man I'm on fact and that nigga still gonna knock me You hate niggaz, y'all really need to stop it I'm young with bad nerves, I got the K in
I'm a man, and I'm all she needs [Chorus:] Pretty young thing You give me loving Why the others girl out derre buggin You keep it coming Pretty young
I met her off the Blue Sky, I truly never knew why But yet, the pimpin' in that whore, she loves it, cause I'm too fly [Chorus: Suga Free & Kat Williams
it did Uuh I need you, I just need you [Verse 1] Uh You know I was you're bread you're butter And I ain't talkin bout dat bread I fucked up on you Cause
zip To a half ham now I'm sitting kilograms Niggaz 'spect me to the upmost cuz I'm highly spoken 'bout Niggaz love me because I'm all about my paper route I
