A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at me, wanna be yo main squeeze, boo, see, (oh girl, you're all I wanna see.) A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at
Chorus:] A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at me, wanna be yo main squeeze, boo, see, (oh girl, you're all I wanna see.) A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need
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:] A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at me, wanna be yo main squeeze, boo, see, (oh girl, you're all I wanna see.) A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get
shots without a glock Bought downtown When I hit your spot I'm tearin it down Chopper City be coming playing with over a hundred rounds SK's, AK's, 10 and 4's, G's
a nigga take me down after all this time? Shiiiit I'm a uptown shiner, bout takin what's mine-a Used to spin bins in camerys and pathfinders That's just
the other side Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie Make believe I ain't gone belive till I see Is there really a heaven for a true G' If it
drop, like my '64 [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much it that I can breath on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much
got a fo fo Guns by the boatload, niggaz rappin so so Def like Jermaine, talking bout they gangbang What's a West Coast nigga from a East Coast gang A free 300 C, and a
years to hit the TV 'Cause America's rowdy-rowdy like Master P Players everywhere love a good talk show 'Cause the hoochies get naked like a 2 Live show
rebel" - P.E. "Tellin you to hear it.." [2Pac] Holla if ya hear me! "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel" - P.E. "Tellin you to hear it.." [2
I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M. All, all da bumba come ya take dis ting for ya take dis ting for joke? *2 Oh! Dat's right Verse Two: Richie Rich
is cool? It's alright with me, if it's alright with you. Verse 1: P.S. When I first met you, wasn't lookin' for a wife just somebody, to keep a nigga
walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud My role
a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigga (yeah) Let's get this money man, them
when they see me sitting on dubs I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her." She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect
They attracted to me, they treat me like Pimp C. I'm a P-I-M-P yo chick just chose me I got so much swag, is that why you mad? Control your hate trick
'gon do my thang (You know I do my thang) I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow
