it with anger I can't live like this And even when I turn away All I you say is I love you I hope that one day I can tell you I love you
chrome Cause at clubs, yeah I slip one in your dome, you better leave me alone I ain't no bitch, I don't talk shit on the phone I got somethin that
I get it how I live It is what it is so I get it how I live I'm bout that guerilla warfare, I cock the nine back I told her ? round, I'm bout the dime
the ones who the B.G. represent Bustas, at all, can't feel this (Hook [B.G.]) This for my dogs that be thuggin' on the block all night, hustlin' Gettin' it how they can
through which I'm sealed I no longer belong to you, I'm not holding onto you I fight with all this might through every night that I long for you I wrote
nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at
game, put me up on a hustle Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney Turn a killa like
I wish somebody would have t old me then Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in Caucassian crazy like Arabians Hold this
Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was never meant to be Livin like a thief, runnin through
Nah, I know you? [G:] Yeah, you know me. I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin. [2:] Where I know you from? Where I know you from? [G:] You
we Bleed Out for all that Knowing that this world brings drawbacks Look how this shit bumps Once I deliver these war raps Meet me at the cemetary Dressed
the law can't fuck with me They wanna send me to the pen, punk picture that I stay strapped muthafuckas better get your gat It ain't easy bein me I can't
it's something I don't wanna do, somethin that I never did I try to get him, I think I hit em, I lit him He's out! A poison, a deadly venom (Yeah Mad
When I sleep I can't dream anymore Oh no... now I'm a part time mutha And I, change the diapers and clean the shit The tables are turned I can't take
Nights, Time To Unwind So Much Pressure In This Life Of Mine, I Cry At Times I Once Contemplated Suicide, And Woulda Tried But When I Held That 9, All I
You know I say some shit I ain't supposed to say But you know how I feel (I'll do) I should be a asshole whenever I feel like it (I'll do) After - look at
crib And you gone ask dumb questions like "Can I Live?" Look, If I shoot you, I'm famous If you shoot me your brainless, you said it yourself I'm slick
like them cats in jail You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail I feel for you niggas gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme Or niggas
