The phone rings, it's your voice. You said how, there's no choice. your too cool, and i tour too much how could this work, don't keep in touch. with
The phone rings, it's your voice. You said how, there's no choice. your too cool, and i tour too much how could this work, don't keep in touch. with every
hate Jerry 'cause he's the man! With more fight time than HBO And even Don King should promote talk shows It't the best thing in years to hit the TV '
up on six numerals riding high in fly with a game with no rules got a K cooked blues fore these fools slinging coke by the ton, weed by the pound her-on by
.] What's happening (what's happening) You know it's real in the field (real, really real) You know it's real in the hood (all the way) It's just real
s happening) You know it's real in the field (real, really real) You know it's real in the hood (all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block
live without you If the love was gone Everything is nothing If you got no one And you did walk in the night Slowly losing sight of the real thing But
worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things
wearin them braids With them Cleveland boys, we was bout to get paid But he had to move things out the way And he had a lot of things to say So he got
house) The thugs is in the house, (we turnin' this thing out) Wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone) And wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-
on their feet But see brain so cloudy And I know what you don't know You better get on your mission and get down for your dough See the real niggas ready
their feet But see brain so cloudy And I know what you don't know You better get on your mission and get down for your dough See the real niggas ready
at that main highway I guessed i murdered them all when im possesed by the blade So they lockin my up for life and now im gone And the only thing on my
You don't have to worry about a thing All the gifts that you wanted this year Are your's You don't have to worry about him no more 'Cause he's gone Don
we comin' Back streets, sacs of weed get blazed as we gunnin' with the engine still runnin' Cuz real killers make them real quick get aways Spray the
If you fuck wit me Good luck wit me I'm buck 50 Don't worry about trouble cuz I brought the truck wit me And I got the cowl 50 That's the only thing I
