me, There's no way you can hold me, You can't control me just let me be me I don't need no pick-a-me-up, No putting me down, Treating me nice,
hurt me, There's no way you can hold me, You can't control me just let me be me I don't need no pick-a-me-up, No putting me down, Treating me nice
your hair if you call me [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Pardon me, but let's be specific Baby cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick it And
GUNSHOT] Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? [gun cocking] Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon' be some
broke for the moment, we'll be ballin again Til I make it yo; my military be prepared for them bustaz Similar to, bi**hes that scary, get too near me
y'know? Verse One: Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get
homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure
beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me I roll in your city and people be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me He put in your record and
pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists
Now let me loop that in the sampler, piano piece caught my ear Gimmie a sec, nothin better than a piano loop Let me get this perfect, let me pitch it
who is not dead Shit you killing me, now forget the credibility Let's compare stability, and willingly, lyrical ability Production wise, I can't be touched (I can't be
cup They tell me to straighten up because of all the kids and stuff Are gonna be there lookin at you perform So keep your lyrics calm, they might be there
me make me out in it ohhh But if you buy me the car I don't only want to ride (I want you)(Then show me what you got) Put me in overdrive Nicole: uh
passenger is nowhere to be found I escaped What will they think of me? What will they think of me when, I lock my body in the trunk of your car? Put all the pressure
our lives Anticipation What time is it? Summertime School's out, scream and shout! [Troy] Finally summer's here Good to be chiilin' out I'm off the clock The pressures
be, ease to calm, to the streets we belong Don't be alarmed, cuz indeed the heat is on So hot, to touch me, you need tweezers and tongs If I breathe on
got to feel me Peel out Suzuki's, make those Kawasaki's pop a wheelie Cuz only I could hold me, V.S.O.P. control me Better watch those rollies, yo, we
get crushed, next up Better luck, we takin' off with jet thrust Under pressure, they can't take the head rush Talk to me, go and take the walk through me