me what you like All I want, baby All I need, angel All I fear, sugar All I need, baby I want us to be right To have out hearts both come alive here I
s I been on the block Since nigga's did the snake runnin' man in the walk When I was 15 I didn't want no workin papers I worked the strip all night, servin
days Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs I'm always with the biscuit The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick
shit Y'all get mo murdered all day all day We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns Y'all niggaz wanna have
aid Loud music all night till the boys in blue raid So therefore I could never be too paid I know where I'm going and where I'm from will get you laid
music all night till the boys in blue raid So therefore I could never be too paid I know where I'm going and where I'm from will get you laid [Dre] All
take a chance with us Meet me at the back of the blue bus Meet me at the back of the blue bus, Blue rock, Blue bus, Blue rock Blue bus. Kill! Kill!
When all I want to do is cry Who would ever know I felt so sad Even though I get so high I know that I will never fly And when I fall out of the sky
in, but all we need is a put ??? But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten God dammit
it all boo I got it all too A four, five, and a six and they all blue And I don't care what she think If I offered you any ice love it'll be in the drink
in in your car I can't be sure, I think I seen that Russian man before Oh he, he seems to believe, that love is all you need How could I ever take his
always heavy, everytime I been around it) We gon' high to this (and diners, and restaurants, I don't know) Yeah... yo... [Ghostface Killah:] Aiyo, I
gangsta) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life) [verse three] I'm sick of these rap
gonna happen, I keep rappin' Muthaphuck Teniell, but see I'm the Captain of this ship And I'm true to the game Ya all look the same Standin' by my backstage
fast Cops wouldn't shot us on sight They wouldn't took time to ask Word The rollers gave chase at a serious speed One more conviction was all I need
the thing to do G? I'm paid I don't need rap no more fool I make a movie Y'all tryin' to lose me And to y'all suckers with your afrobatic, player hatin
when I circumcise your spine I swallow Hashish cuz I don't need to grief I chew vaginal beef with my Mackey and pull a goatee I got a sweet tooth for
