be mine,mine (oh oh) For you, I would have done whatever And I just can't believe, we ain't together And I wanna play it cool, But I'm losin' you I'll
' move 'cause them eyes be on you Gotta drive real cool when them pies be on you Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous Them alphabet boys gotta us under
rie Got my bandanna 'round my head and pants to my feet And got my eyes fire red and glock on my seat I'm tryna' stay under intoxication 'Cause I lost
or learn to hope? Get back on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain The whole big bloody parade
In Atlanta, we got more blocks than Mutombo Dikembe For those who can't hold water need a new kidney Put it down under Australia, Sidney And I'm still representing, for the niggas under
livin' Well, they won't last for all of us But they'll last for a long summer night I can feel the fire in her eyes Tonight, tonight Under satin summer
self Shake ya ass Show me what you workin with Came here with my dick in my hand Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo ass Be cool, and don't
up, got my coat and walked right out of the door Because she got a little bit crazy I don't want no deranged lady That'll have a nigga sleepin' under
[Style P adlibs] catch me where the haze is, sticky like gum is the guns is louder than thunder you could get rained on dependin on what cloud that you under
cool kid Last 10 lemme get space like a movement Cream get the money went icey like cool whip Bullshit who shit nigga art galley flow Pen and under globe
done nothin' Please, won't you leave them just a little bit of room to swim? Pray for the fish Well, the preacher ducked 'em under That cool clear water
what y'all got Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule And I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool
, there's room out there for those who want some Cause "everybody's got a little light, under the sun, Under the sun, under the sun, under the sun
me Almost gave up, I was like 'Fuck it' Until I met Dre, the only one who looked past Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his ass Helped him get
A-R 15, Bentley or six We taking trips to Morocco just to tan We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool
fire and the wind I'm livin' Not pillin', just element twistin' From the herb come the fire and the wind I'm livin' From the herb come the fire and the
All that's cool but, yo, what's up with me and you? See the blind mice? We the blind mice Trying to get in where we fit in Doing anything to be down
but the wise can act a fool I stay cool and mild mannered and just put in my work Don't push you don't know what's up, under my shirt Don't you take