little time for me? Not that I don't trust you Don't you trust me? Not that I don't trust you Don't you trust me? Not that I don't trust you
house wife baby And there u go....... [Chorus] There u there u go, acting like a hoe There u there u go, acting like a hoe! there u there u go,
gutsy And I don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me And that's how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust me I play for keeps like the OG's raised me
i go down south the better the sex get but thats me sippin on Don P blowin cali's finest, i don't mean palm trees want green? niggas meet me at the bar
had such bad luck (Why me) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust Still in God I trust (Why me) Why these motherfuckers watchin me (Why me
home with me I like the way you give it to me! [Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo] I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up [repeat 4X w/ variations
, like I ain't got G Truly cutie booty big, but that ain't enough And the head make me beg, still that just ain't enough When I don't trust her, the bitch
my weapon Yeah that's my right hand man, that fifty cal chrome Off-safety when I roam, I ain't never alone Won't catch a nigga slipping, won't catch a
[Intro] 2Pac: It's just me agains't the world FlipBoy: It's me agaisn't the world with 2Pac: Nothing to lose, it's just me agains't the world baby FlipBoy
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got me pissed
an eye for me, ride for me Make 'em sorry and recognize who'll die for me It ain't over till you breathin' in me As a blblast for the dreams [Chorus "
hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac 'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin' Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got me
to revive him And the Game ain't tryin to win, fuck the awards So keep that little-ass horn, and that Neil Armstrong nigga [Chorus] [The Game] Trust me dog, ain't
U Got A Fat Issue- And Ull Be Forgotten N Nobodys Gonna Miss U- U Got Me Hot N Now Its Time To Talk To Diss U- All The Shit U Talkin- Got U Barkin- Ima
love, I know you gotta be free Havin conversations with you when there's nobody but me I guess whatever don't kill me make me stronger But I don't know