on through to you Hope your door wont mind me hoping. You’re gunna need somebody on your side You’re gunna need somebody on your side You’re gunna need somebody on your
feat. Krayzie Bone) Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till
: Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all
all that keep on raisin hell Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G Gotta change your
boy ain't nothing to play with It started off local but thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first name basis And your city faded off to brown
possession of everything she touches Till I step on the brakes to get out of her clutches Till I speak double dutch to a real double duchess Down on
ankle boy I aint nothing to play with Started off local but thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first name basis In your city faded off the
of life and vibrant, Side by side wherever you was ridin', I went, So close almost was some Bonnie and Clyde shit, When Ronnie died you was right by my side
ankle boy ain?t nothing to play with, it started off local but thanks to all the haters, I know G4 pilots on a first name basis, and your city faded
walk from side to side, You're transparent to me, There ain't a thing you can hide, Derive glamour from the stamina it takes to survive. Now give me your cash and go Before you're heart brakes
m looking for your face, waiting for warm embrace i'm living in the space, i'm following your trace tell me what's going, on tell me what's going on i
never like them niggaz from the gat Go use to braken my craps and fuck all the motherfuckin hoes! [Ice-T] Made another car-hit 30 Killers on the hip,
m good Lost your words soon as you look under the hood Twin cam turbo, your man's in shock Only words comin out your mouth (Damn that's hot!) Got a spoiler
skin, and I got that badge and Tellin me them bastards, don't catch a bad break Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes I'm caught up in these bad ways
... (red) Your... (white) Hands... (blue) Up... (black) Throw... (calm) Your... (down) Hands... (move) Up... (back) Throw... (motherfuckers) Your... (askin) Hands... (who is) Up... (that) Throw... (you know) Your
I got that badge and Tellin me them bastards, don't catch a bad break Caught a bad rate on whip with bad brakes I'm caught up in these bad ways havin
on some cut, as we do it like this here on.. [sung] On Any Given Sunday, alllll, Atlanta will be born Ahhhhhh tradition will be broken Ahhhhhh, victory is yours, on
air like I care Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab Makin money off these breakdown slabs We got this zone, get your own Better move on before your
