: Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep it all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you bad And you don't know But if you give me a chance
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me a
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep it all inside You got me tripping Because I want you bad and you don't know But if you give me a chance
drama, foolishness, whatever start the trigga play I had to spank a nigga believin what a bitch say Like K.C., I don't play Spin a nigga bin everyday
all mobs Imma teach you how to beat dem 48 Laws Blood in my eyes in the odd of all Teach you how to pray Read yo bible, dont play Read yo Psalms everyday
love is true And not what they showing on cable, and I'm So in love with your righteousness I fight to just Keep you in my sight for just Five seconds
: (feat. Butch Cassidy, Styles P) [Tupac:] They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time to die Even
ever be rapist It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day When will they let the little kids in the hood play? I got shot five times but I'm still
Lord Can ya feel me? I keep my finger in the trigger Cause some nigga tried to kill me and mama raised a hellraizor, everyday gettin paid Police on my
playa Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later The futures in my eyes, cause all I want is cash and thangs A five-double-oh - Benz
could choose when a nigga die, figure I'd take a puff on the blunt, and let my trigga fly When everyday it's another death, with every breath, it's a
to burn The cost of my sins too much, nuttin left to earn [Kadafi] October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin Only five
: First class honeys want to roll with me Cause Jamaican thugs roll VIP J: Candlelight scented bubbles in her tub Nothing but coke bottles poppini in the club BM: Five
I wrote really helped a nigga shine with my folks. Cause, nigga, I was broke. Eazy heard us go. And Eazy said, Whoa, ya'll niggas dope! Five niggas loc, five
