head with no screws in it, what can I do One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs We all wrapped
Whether you wrong or you right I'm a still love you Still feel you Still there for you No matter what (hehe) You will always be in my heart With unconditional
Philly and back To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact Beware, set and prepare
a deuce to the haters, call a spade a spade And let you know I'll never hurt you, babygirl You made me hurry up and wait and I know patience is a virtue
marks Gotta place in my heart, homie stay smart Locked you up in the pen and gave you 3 to 10 I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
death of you Lo and behold you sold your soul Nigga there's nuttin left of you Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are you? If you don't know who you
in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog Praying for my downfall and I can sense it dog I was passed down the street fame Like glocks clocked and keep
: Turn it up in my head phones (Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame) More Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, [Verse One] I wasn't mad until
to get you for yo' grip I know you stressed out and fed up But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up You can call it what you want to but it ain'
**ka soldiers And if you believe in that s**t that you heard Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us [Napoleon] Now I been trapped down And f**ked since day one
chasin me down And facin me now, what do I do? These thangs that a Thug goes through And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong It'
When you met me you wouldn't let me, and now you straight beggin to sex me got you undressin to test me and uhh.. Shut me down if ya want, and miss
The for realness of the man You can't shake the man when you feel the man you know the man And you gotta call yourself because you are that man [2Pac
I kiss you can you visualize the picture ? me and you in extasy don't be upset it's good sex when you next to me do you wanna test me ? put your
Makaveli] It's not about East or West It's about niggaz and bitches, power and money, riders and punks. Which side are you on? *gun cocked, six shots
Where I know you from? Where I know you from? [G:] You just know me, baby. [2:] Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you. [G:] You know me from when
slugs. No love. Straight thugs. One time for my niggas in the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One
let you know That You're not alone Being born with less I must confess Only adds on to the stress Two gunshots to my homies head Died in his rest Shot him to death and