wish i could take them back now i wish that i could take them back all the things i said to you i never meant to say to you cause it gets so hard for
wish I could take them back. Now I wish that I could take them back. All the things I said to you I never meant to say to you. Cause it gets so hard for
live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it Livin' proof, Pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit' Holla back, right back, and watch ya mouth Or
three wheel motion All Day Hit the freeway take it easy, uhh Let's slide And pick-up some hoochies ride right back to the movies High talking back
fat I fuck around and catch a asthma attack (*heavy breathing*) That's why I bust back, it don't phase me When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
y'all could tell us Fellas - mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now Two worlds collidin armies ridin soldiers, gone wild Sometimes I think my glory days was back
the voting machine, it?s progress Kidnap the senator?s daughter, penetrate her with objects Whiskey bottles and twist-offs, killers, no conscience It?s either dead or in jail, it
test this, buddha blessed Gemini You get thrown sent home in a coffin Punk stuff don't make it back, very often I got Erick to take care of the Sermon
it live Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job I guarantee hardcore funk for three months Warranty within that three months is like pre-nups: I take
up, y'all Pussy - a nigga's quickest downfall I couldn't do shit except take it like a man But if I live, it's on again But I wanted a quick piece So
and I still elevate past the snakes and the crabs, Fuck it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck
and test this, Buddha blessed Gemini You get thrown sent home in a coffin' Punk stuff don?t make it back, very often I got Erick to take care of the
I bust back, it don't phase me When he drop, take his glock and I'm Swayze Celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight Laid back, I got some
it to win it Making my paper independent, got seven years in it Dope House platinum eyes, nigga that's when we finish Man it's a dirty game but yet I
it crackin' get it pappin' they gon' run/ I'm up early to get my hustle on, later to get it strong and I'm gone/ Gotta take another mil for real cause
cup of stuff Them Jolly Ranchers and enhancers, I mix it up like a chemist Drop about 10 of 'em in it, then sip it slow 'til it's finished Then it's