If a picture paints a thousand words Then why can't I paint you? The words will never show, the you I've come to know If a face could launch a thousand
me sing If only we could be down If only we'd work it out now If only we'd be strong, we got's to keep on holdin' on If only we could be down If only
Chorus Oh my friend Can't take it anymore The pain, the rain, the good times missin' Help me sing If only - we could be down If only - we'd work it out now If
I have a special guest gangsta (Buh buh buh buh bip) Back for the first time ya heard (Buh buh buh buh bip) Along with Fresh [Raps] If you's a gangsta
ball with the grinders Keep it real with my clique so my whole team shiners Ride with the riders, swim with the sharks If I get caught I got nuttin
catch the wall with it And walkdy, walk, walk, walkdy walk with it Say girl, get loose, back it up, break it down Let me see if you can impress a nigga
all got bitches on 24's spinnin thats how it?s goin down when a real nigga get it thats why they holdin back and they wont break bread cuz they already
every last dream that we had to ball Me and this nigga was like brothers Since we was small I needed anything he was the first I'd call He was down the road with me If
: [B.G.] Okay First thing first - and for me that's n's I floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp Benz If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it It
right front of the clique Now the ho sayin' we owe a hundred and six I'll give this ho a stack if she suck my dick Man, pull the car around and let me
the cellblock Anybody hollerin, They get popped Nigga holla ha, When they came on my block It's real round here, All that stuntin'll get ya smashed round here Straight jacked round here If
Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head Try to stop my shine but I got bread And I ain't got time, to hear what
my '64 [Verse 1:] I suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against me or it R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special with it, I got special bread
, you're broke nigga I toast with'cha - if ya got a cup Hold your fuckin bottle up, I really want a model but You can get behind the truck, if you swallow
s, girl I love the Audi If yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the party My stashbox so big, it could move the shotty God it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebody
Heavily Shittin On Any Tom Dick Or Gregory Nigga You Better Be Strappin They Want You Dead If You Rappin Im Tryin To Cave Your Head And Your Back In Im Gettin Bread
Cent] I'm suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against da door it's R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special ed, I got special bread
