, here I am All alone imagining what could have been If I had been there Jealous of the one whose arms are around you If she's keeping you satisfied Jealous
Translation: Nina. Jealous (Acoustic).
Translation: Nina. Jealous.
imagining what might have been What could have been If I had been there [Chorus:] Jealous of the one who'se arms are around you If she's keeping you satisfied Jealous
can't even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust me that's who? Niggas want a piece of the pie, fuck off and die Jealous, envious fools
real hard to find now 'Cause I'm knee deep in the beats In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers
Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's Be Jealous, You mother fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina
, this be this, what? Rick rocker, T9, E-40, jellysickle, y'all They hate it when you bubble See 'em in they huddles always making trouble What, who? Jealous
see me in the spot, bow down trick i eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich so jump up, get pumped up crunked up, everyone must stop with the jealously
get excited But me I can't even do it When the wrongs on mind I'm saying i been trying to do it for a long long time i get jealous when i see people
It's too late I got my wife, my bitch, my girl I was nineteen, met a nice queen Car was light green, naughty as ice cream But she too jealous nickaleas
pineapple juice and malibu rum that mix shit got me thinking of rouge doggin it jimd on cause them angels be hotter than brimstone thats why the ninas
year-old cutlass and a bag full of grips Still dips the hood, stay true is what they tell me Fuck you bitch-ass niggas, know the nina never fail me
her squeeze her don't let go she's my heat in the winter when the weather is cold see anytime there's drama she gon come in a hurry not jealous if
Multiple mental scares, outlining your insides wit bars Grippin' your nina hard, bitch, my blood inhated by heart When I buck you gonna start recognize
kickin it in the 90's And cruew st. is where the niggers were frontin Just coolin with my buds, slangin shit late at night But the jealous niggers trying
Mom is getting jealous I see my manager More than I see her before I go on tour and it hurts I miss the days where this was fun But now it turned into
My hands in my pocket, both hammers is cocked Waitin' for a nigga to just act up My right hand big six, got my bait back up Niggaz lookin' all jealous
