wanna say that I got you, (baby I got you) I got you Girl I just wanna say, I just wanna say that I got you, (baby I got you) I got you Cause when were
I just wanna say that I got you, (baby I got you) I got you Girl I just wanna say, I just wanna say that I got you, (baby I got you) I got you Cause when
click I done told you I ain't, I ain't..... [Chorus - Webbie] I ain't no bitch(I ain't no bitch) I can't let no nigga punk me I'm a gangsta, I'm a donkey
off the higgity I know you feeling me fa shiggity, Baby Gizzle Baby Geezie, Baby Gangsta popping pistols I'll flip you, straight switch you four nickel With me, I won't miss you I got
If you die, you die Take it ten for one, wave bye-bye wave bye-bye You done took mine, I'ma take yearn This is what'cha earn, chopper bullets burn S.K
I pray I know you hear me at night It ain't right but I ain't white And all I got is the street life I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise
's got a real dope way, of makin them tapes and I don't mind myself spendin them papes I pump it in the Volvo that I ride Most times with my girl to the
the time when she was here But I know there?s somebody somewhere Make these dark clouds disappear Until that day, I have to believe I believe, I believe
now I got the boss up The group is loadin' up the semi before I touch down Homies really wanna fuss now Cause I'm a superstar yeah I get to cut now Theres
Cent:] I know you love it but how much do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I
You got to love it New York City [Chorus: 50 Cent] I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by the stones on my neck and my wrist and my ears i'm doin
stay a float Trying to make it out of this struggle no scars It's hard real hard baby you just got to do What you got to do, do what you got to do [Jacki
you wreck out. I'm a poe boy soldier thought i told ya. You think Im playin' what you think Im on the road for huh. I got shows bro. I got a gold bro
, Marquis, I know your game Heard about the way you throw that thang I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no lies (What?) 'Cause all I wanna do is uh,
36-25-34 I like the way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you
