And I feel Ia??m ready now So I try to be the answer a??Cause I dona??t wanna lose you again No, I dona??t wanna lose you again
don't wanna lose you again In the end it's all or nothing And I feel I'm ready now So I'll try to be the answer Coz I don't wanna lose you again
don't wanna lose you again Like a star, it's so hard to reach you Not enough just to call you a friend And I know that I don't deserve you But I don
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don't wanna holla
a itchy trigger finger I let em hang-a....what you niggaz say you gon do me,do it man Underestimate in this war you gon lose it man Got a AR... 15 I mean
keep it money over bitches [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Fatal] I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop All you wannabe cops, you don't wanna
you fucked when you passed by Buck buck (gunshots) from a Glock tempured glass fly Do or Die walk a mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy too with nothing to lose
I danced with you. 3OH!3: Slow down, You know you're moving too fast. You know that I don't dance, but you insist to take my hands; And to the beat,
this is somethin' you can ride and smoke to Stay on point, cause niggas will ride and smoke you Jealousy's for women, but some niggas is bitch made They make you wanna
-O-B-B (Ha Ha) We can't be touched nigga can't you see (G-Unit!!!) [50 Cent:] You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thang (You know I do my thang) I
The Bentley or the Lambo Like here we go again Don't sit at my table VIP, I got this If you ain't popping champagne after every game then don't pop shit
alright) Say don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang
't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide And it ain't no way out [Flesh N Bone & Bizzy Bone] Could you tell where you run to (When you
to jack me Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these
gotta be a casualty He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye Take 'em a couple a days to get your
Don?t you mess up mess up I don?t wanna lose you Wake up wake up this aint just a thing that you Give up give up don?t you say that I?d be Better off
til the stats arrive At all these a-list parties you fratranize Where you can't wear hats inside only slacks and ties Bu you don't never act surprised You