know that I want her, I want her I wanna be with her tonight So I caressed her face, kissed her lips All my life I've never felt quite like this I've
degrees, I'm drivin' about 103 With a S.T.L. hat on, top down holdin' a blunt You know I'm smokin' wit the windows up I be the young dude Chief into
And I just got three wishes I ain't askin' for world peace I want Range Rovers in three different colors Genie gimme the damn keys Dead wrong like a
Marvin Gaye) What's goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I Yeah, what's goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I Verse 2: Afrika, Mike G My blood brother is bleeding
it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a game 'Cause they know that they don't spit the same It's a shame what people do for ten minutes of fame
slammer Tell me what?s wrong i could really use some answers Nowadays everybody wants to be a rapper About 2 years ago everybody was a trapper Obviously
I wouldnt change it for nothing Sex, money and drugs wrong way sports cars and luggage better to be somebody for one day then to be a nobody for your
good when I tried you on so I had to write a song Use to be the guy that always made her cry when I'm gone Always kept a stable and we never spent a
be nasty 'cuz I'm a nasty nigga I do anything baby, I wouldn't give a fuck what it was I'll, ah, anythin' I'm a nasty motherfucker, girl I'm just sittin
better use caution, knowin' I'm the boss and I'm sittin' on pyramids, flossin' I don't really gotta talk, son I can get lost and sit back livin' off endorsements I
I'm on a rampage Syche just hit me, Jeff wanted to do that But I didn't, I thought that it would make the record dumb I guess I wasn't wrong Mary had
use beats for help, we help the beats Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P? If I say so myself, it's a wonderful three Be
Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a moped I said; I'm a "top gun" like gossett Run
, 2, Sigel comin' for you 3, 4, I'm 'bout to kick in your door 5, 6, man, I want those bricks 7, 8, you gon' give up dat weight 9, 10, I'll put the glock
wrong with smoking a little bit of Mary Jane And when I fight I fight mano a mano Por que si mon I'm a down ass Chicano I'll say it again I'm down for
Now I'm trapped and want to find a getaway All I need is a G and somewhere safe to stay Can't use tha phone Cause I'm sure someone is tappin' in Did it
state Reporters claw, producers die They want to be down with the king The wanted man from the wanted clan Wanted by every fan from across the land Not a G A
more chance I'll be a better man I don't wanna be alone I cant take the pain Bosses in my heart steady calling out your name I go insane if I cant