) I just wanna be with you, That's why I appear, To take you away, Away from here, You are for me, And I'm for you, The pain I feel inside my heart, Couldn
They be like "That's tight!" Yeah right You're looking at me like you wanna fight See I'm the type that'll throw down the mic 'Cause I'm Quite nice with
, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back" As soon as I touch down I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down The homies wanna kick it, but I
down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride breakin in gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse
love bitch I maintain in the game, in the gutter is where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler
*sin' laws you ain't knowin' Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it Keep your dough up But I ain't goin' tell you, what?, to stop chasin' paper Man, I'm just
police, cause lil' niggaz run the sreets (my fuckin lil' homies) [2Pac] I remember.. when you was just a lil' G Flirting with death, playin Russian Roulette
I die' before I passed out but now that your gone i'm in tha zone thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' but now ya gone and all I got left are
a fat one for this one) How you come up man? I started young kickin dust and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man I
got you goin crazy again I'ma trend, I set one every time I'm in I go out and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means you somethin that
) (*Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me Verse 3: Akon With all that meat hangin girl I feel like a butcher Just wanna chop you up and cut ya
you smokin My niggas ain't never jokin And I came to get you open off this weed... [Chorus] [Bizzy:] Coke & Henny and I'm feelin irie Wanna try me,
hey) [Chorus] [Layzie Bone:] I told you before that nigga I would never stop my fiendin All I be needin is sticky green man When I be ridin I'm smokin
, they'll be days like this I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit [Chorus] Let me tell me y'all I...I...I..., I got the bad weed
s mine then I would since its yours you could, you should If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me Cuz you know I nigga like
overlapping)] Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up (Haaay nooow) Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up (Pass me some reefer) Wanna
and I'm working late tonight And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs Cuz I got them rocks for them pipes Come come with them ease I gotta get paid
on You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda You're runnin' up eye to eye with death Praise
