(Browne/Maitland) I've got to let you go 'Cause I feel that I'm changing I've got to let you go 'Cause I fear that we might fade How many ribbons could
like Akanelli (Yeah), I got the tele You got to tell me if you wit (You wit it), come on even Monica did it When I meet you let me treat you like the
's 2Pac. Can you get away? Let me come swoop you up. [girl] You know I got a man. [2Pac] I know you got a man but he ain't gon' if I take you out. [
pigeons You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I got, nuthin but
pigeons You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I got, nuthin but love
picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya Pour out some liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" Look at you Drinkin got
I kiss you can you visualize the picture ? me and you in extasy don't be upset it's good sex when you next to me do you wanna test me ? put your
still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born [2Pac] What you gon' tell your kids nigga? Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down
This Bit** If You Want, Widout A Strap, And You Gon Getcha Ass Layed Down [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Everbody Know Education Shots Is All Over Short Paper, You On The Run You
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got a fetish for the chips 20's for the six Hollows for the clips Try me, if you think I'm playing
mayhem, you stayin wit me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse you When I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the
the .9's Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine Put my back on the wall nigga, watch me go for mine I let 21 shots off at the same time
Intro (Keith Allen) Were you ever without, money to pay bills or ever have problems putting food on the table did you ever doubt or feel you had no hope
My Hands On It So If You In It, Got Away, You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It. Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up, Show You Off
My Hands On It So If You In It, Got Away, You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It. Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up, Show You Off,
getting loud you got a heavy buzz when seven o'clock rolls around so you pile inside the clunker start heading down town only nineteen but you know where you
stop it! [laughs] Stop! C'mon [Akir:] I'm sayin.. let's go [Jean:] Nah, stop askin me to go away, man We don't have to go away, you my getaway for real
mista, keep a bad bitch, Louis V frames I jus' hope you get the picture Man a nigga starvin marvin and no time to bargain, None you niggas pose a threat
