a story book, And you got me Yeah, you?ve got me I can?t even argue Couldn?t cause its true Now, you?ve got me Yeah, you?ve got me Got me tucked up
t touch me. I appreciate what the hood done me, It made me a man, made me a ole G, It made me a man, made me a go getta, It showed me how to neva be a
a few And I'm blessed... esh you I came to get me and I got you And I'm so me and I'm not you And even if you get married you could'ntdo what I do Now
stand knew Baby and hit him up told him I had skills he needed to peep me up he did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me took me to studio
go-carts She think she look like a basketball season score chart Hotter than a damn blow torch, you see me sizzlin When your freak be missin, I got her
be the Baby Gangsta Tell Miles I asked about her since she say I don't holla And when I touch down, me and her gonna get us some (?) Shorty, I've been
fuck me - he heard the pussy was the shit He went, got caught up, got pussy-whipped Every night he sleepin' by this stank bitch And I told him she threw crosses and she
and this nigga go through my phone numbers Call em', tell him I got him a surprise party, come over So happen that I'm finished a day early And decide
daddy got killed, on me when I was twelve Fell victim to the game and gave grandma hell Back forth in jail, stealing cars and shit Smoking 'gars and shit
know him he wanna fuck so she can get it She on the phone with him, nobody home with him Got it goin in right I know he keep his chrome with him I'm squeeky
I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun Teach me man to man things bout the game Let me know
got one thing to say get away from me you dirty and back that stankin ass up [Verse Four: Bullet] Y'all bitches wanna hate me then hate me what can I
up hope And yo Erick and Parrish Das EFX is dope And to Muggsy, comin out of 7A3 Props on Cypress Hill and the House of P And though I never met him, and
3:] Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's Amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina And Santa
surprised, agree with it The Gang of Wolves and creeps and Crips Is deep as Dawson's Creek and shit I pray they got gills either that or grab some floaties
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped Back to the fucking crib for some tea and
around calves big cause they run a lot and scream, oh Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius He ain't touching me like Martin Sheen's penis
pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius He ain't touchin me like Martin Sheen's penis Yall niggaz and clean and my team is meanest hittin amputees