but I don't know how to make you mine. So I'll try, Yeah, I'll try, to make you mine, all mine. We've been friends for a long, long time And still you
buck first, make 'em feel somethin Shouldn't (?) if you ain't kill nuttin Now you gotta face the (??) heavily armed Outlawz did that, heavily gone (?) with the left of us, best
whole crowd yellin' free Yayo So niggas better get up outta mine Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind
] Anything you want, anything you need You gotta get it, yeah and go get it Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues Show the world that you can
moment and hope it don't pass him [Hook:] You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one
You Need So tell me what you need I Got What You Need So tell me what you need Tell me what you need I Got What You Need Tell me what you need I Got What
you fly on ya next tell cell, with accumulated jewels Smellin like you on doche, nigga you well Heard you ain't ready to share How can I live with you
You see it every day, kids getting ignored But that's aiight though, I'm here the responsibility is mine I best to get into something that's gonna take
To the coast of your body, I won't stop now You think you can taste or we can make it your own way Now who do you think, I said who do you think now?
goes Midnight hoes [Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Pimp dem hoes pimp sluts ride clean smoke yo dope keepin down beats for the rest of yo life makin dat paper from coast to coast
And the Dough-O ) All my West Coast niggaz tryin to make a meal, Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O ) All my East Coast niggaz tryin to make a meal,
Chorus:] I Let You Know That Your My Good Thang Even If You,Make The Mistake And Do The Rong Thang I'll Forgive You,I Just Believe That You And I Are
pick through the pictures of the game like a dream LIKE GAY! From far away, from a fan When you hear it then you know you the man, you dope! [Royce Da
priceless Seeing through you niggaz like a fuckin psychic Hearing through the grapevine, niggaz wanna hate mine Say my name and die in the daytime You catch my drift, man you
sat back and let you little niggas make your profits Nonsense, I'm watching, hoes out of pocket You heard what they say Don't block it till you knock it You
drug dealers Project fools, C-Murder past dem tools Shit I'm bout to make these motherfuckers get up I draw the line between yours and mine And make sure you
You're jealous over me because you're not a competitor You're just a donor, I'm the rap editor Tryin to rock the mic when you get an appetite All negative