CHORUS I think I'm in love Boy I think that I'm in love with you I'll be doin silly things when it comes to you Boy I think that I'm in love with
your house Nigga I'm doing good I made it out of the hood I own Beverly Hills no more bottles or wood That's a zipper that's sticky California should
) [Tupac:] (What's Ya Phone Numba?) Now I Can Make Music For Ya Tempo It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos That's A Intro Shook When You Rush
now, you know i?m on the other s*** but you can?t rock it like me though n**** say I?m dute white girls say I?m neeto I rock wave forms a f***** with no neeto music
me tell you about what you been missing Ain't a damn thang, when (or why?) you thinking the grass is greener Like a nigga just lost his first love, singing "have you
's most dangerous group Mo Thugs Nation, ?? on your life That's absolutley what I'm gon' do Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me Now I'm that muthafucka that
I." "I don't think I understand." "Neither do I, but after I grow up I will. I mean, a lot of things are really unclear for me right now." "That's interesting. Now you
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his call card He fell in love with the music, it was all heart And when you reach high sometimes you fall far (yeah) You gotta give it all you got once
biz, when i'm smokin my green if you call when i'm high, then you get my machine and any person know kid, it's just how i do it so don't inturupt, when
s not what you think! (It's not what you think...) [Verse 3: Classified] I know you gettin mad 'cause I call myself a hip hop star (yep) You ain't ever
I know you're hurtin cause you're tied up to the fuckin chair You never loved your family, you robbed that mall gladly They tried to love you sadly, you
know I'm wit it And he tell me that's it's good but I'll believe it when I hit it I'll show up with a cigar and then he bring out this bong And before
to get richer, I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city, I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy, I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's
brush and I draw all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I'm
with Benzino did I'm waitin for that next beef, I'm cocked, locked and loaded I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin bananas, My dick's so hard Anna Nicole
to be the most dangerous nigga with beef I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently I'm not what you think I appear to be fucked up Mentally