I don't know why I love you (C'mon) (I don't know) I don't know (Right) Why I love you (C'mon) I don't know why I love you (I don't know) But I love ya
of niggaz money Why you ass of you know you ain't that tough I'm pulling your mask off As soon as you act up You know what i came for A peace of the
you Fill you ass up with led turn yo' ass to a pencil I jumped out with the Ruger rapid fire I had you on the run like Omar on the wire I'm the only
man, I hope he forgive Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I pull out And you see I
he a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but
my lesson well I cry it in my sleep You and me till the end You're nothing without me I'm nothing with you I am who you are I'm better than that
Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga Touch me here, I'll get bigger While I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver I'm game tight Love fucking
Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh You know the verdict, who what when why he
, screamin KILL ME! Hey there young nigga, what you smokin on? Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home Love to squad plus your mob is sick
life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night I'll
, talkin to the heavens Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas I lost a lot, startin with hope I tried And for every tattoo I got a moment I cried I
you do ? If it was up to you i'd be dead now I let tha world know nigga you a coward You could never be live until you die see tha mothafucken bitch
tears When her son finally ask that questions Where my daddy at? Mama, Why we live so poor? Why you crying? Heard you late night Throught my bedroom door Now do you love me mama? Why
Brandy you just Wanna Be Down Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet you move the crowd Bustin rounds, activatin a riot, that's why I love you so No control
the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" -- Grand Puba Heheh... I had, Shell Toes, and
: I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50) [Chorus] I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I
I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you WHEN shells hit you, you screamin' Think I'm playin'? I mean it Man, I done
huh) I know you like my style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down (Uh huh) I know you like style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down I know you like
