got everything you want Baby everything you need now don't you want it, don't you Don't you want it Don't you need it Don't you want it Can't you feel it
Don't you want don't you? Don't you want it? Don't you need it? (Don't you want it, you want it?) (Don't you need it, you need it?) Don't you want it
it all I got everything you want Baby everything you need now don't you want it, don't you Don't you want it Don't you need it Don't you want it Can't you
Don't you want don't you Don't you want it Don't you need it (Don't you want it, you want it) (Don't you need it, you need it) Don't you want it Can'
me like whip cream on yellow If you, if you, if you wanna go with me You gotta be a pro indeed Let me see you shake it til you make it in my phonebook
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don't wanna holla
money now, I ain't hurt nigga You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you If you got street money, then the price different You in the major league, you know you
that muthafuckin' creepin' Pissin' on the set when a nigga Dee, sleepin' Pussy ass You know you can't survive, You was creepin' through that third, you must don't know it
got all my dope then you stuck like Chuck Like Slim said don't take no loses that you can't make up Verse Two: {E. Vicious} See I don't want my 98 fuck
down in my heart I can't be faded You don't know what I done been through To get to (not at all) Where I'm at now cross me I'll flip you (fa sho) I'm
to the top Look aint no stoppin' us boy don't try When you hear it once it aint no secret you go and buy You can lie bout this stunt bout that You can't
with the man, full of that dope with a K in his hand Don't want hear what'cha sayin' just don't be here when I sprayin' How you gon' do it, we could handle
Nigga don't slip, cause i got 10 clips and I flip for it Nigga believe I'll rip a nigga shit for it [Chorus] In my city it's a struggle, you hustle
might Cause ain't nothin right in my life God help me, It ain't nothin nice [Hook x4] From LA to NY, ATL and back it ain't nothin nice To all my niggaz
