throw a fit That's the way things are When they pay to see a star He: But... Chorus: Little do they know And little do they see Without us paying court
niggaz (I see they heart beatin - I see it) (I know what's happenin with 'em) (We gon' do it like this-sheah - c'mon) What's your heart beatin for
protect it I'm up by 2:23 and some ozzies I got a gang of B.G. to work the shit for me A team with a little Terrance and a little g Alfred, Onry and Billy
time Latin Quarter days, (??) allathat, check this out Do you believe in survival? Here's a little touch of that new school stuff Can't grow it on trees, it's a
with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role model
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
know you love it but how much do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you
be tellin Know there's dope bein sold, but +I+ ain't the one sellin! Don't want to be another number I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin
life's story Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody
ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot, I learned not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes, was taught lessons A young nigga askin questions
of greed They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand times in this crime man, my Thug nation Do whatchu gotta do but know you gotta change
] So much pressure in the air [2Pac] I know, I know [girl] And I can't get away [2Pac] Just for a little while love [girl] I'm not happy here [2Pac] I know
2Pac] The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID I said, "Excuse
a nigga like me don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black Following a nigga and shit Ain't
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard
t stoppin Yeah, c'mon, business [Outro: 50 Cent] You niggaz got a problem, yeah A big motherfuckin problem At a minimum I'm a have a nigga put speedknots
c'mon we gettin it in A lil' Hennessy, a lil' juice and Gin It's not a fantasy (nah) it's not pretend We gon' do it, we gon' do it, we gon' do it again
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