Übersetzung: E-Type. Believe In Me.
better believe in me You'd better believe in me, I am here... You'd better believe in me, I am here... (x2) You'd better believe in me You'd better believe
say a prayer for me Needed my parents But they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me I'm seeing demons I wake up screaming Who believe me
Bit A L.O.V.E? (M.C) Can Ya Spend A Little Bit Of Dough On Me? (Bone Thugs) Can I Get A Little Bit A Ya T.I.M.E (The Lil Homeboy Bow Wow) Boy If Ya Wanna
got what you want You got me stuck on the realness (the realness, realness) (ohh) You got me stuck on the realness [Verse 2:] I can't really believe,
trying to lock me in the room, trying to turn me on Any other time, I could resist, now my will is gone Getting weak, that ain't E-V-E, hell, is going
type girls All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl And I was satisfied being in love with the lights And who to blame, you to blame, me to
mother who's the root of it And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E And I'm first cause I'm a L-A-D-I-E [Queen Latifah] Contact and in fact, the style
profile don't smile, you know how E-go [he go] Conscience told Soul how to go legit He said "You know Doubt? He told me don't believe that shit" That'
ya know me Not a soul can hold me, I'm here [Chorus] That's why I ain't got no, ("rap name") The name's ("Obie Trice") ("They see me on the streets they
they stuntin like they holdin the keys? (tell me) Them type of people don't be holdin no heat (naw) Then how the fuck they gon be rollin with me (uh)
We do it for fun (Come on now) And the band played on (yea) Just like (I believe you cool to this) We do it for fun If you see me ma We do it for fun
corner Pullin a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure Represent, represent!! (repeat 4X) Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type
real, believe I take loot for real It's the desperation in the dap, boost the wheel Trucks and 20's, relax when them cups is in me You can catch me at
you flagrant as shit motherfucker Chorus Verse 3 Yo let me holla at you ceo, a.r and president Give me a minute, here me out ain't no disrespect Let me
: Intro: To the L, to the Y and the T to the E So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me Chorus: Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl
t ya'll be mad at me, cuz I'm the Q to the B To the motherfuckin' E-E Copped my CD, now all ya'll wanna be me See me on the TV, beds will dip in 3-
victim for the slayin' man you know I'm still up in this bitch Niggas from down South we so gap, wid this gangsta shit Nigga best believe it's about