on) Once I get to you I promise we gon go re-real long (real long) real long (real long) real long Gurl I do you rite Don't you know that you the sshhh
easy First of all you need to know that I'm not the one Think you gettin' somethin' baby, you aint gettin' none All you need to know that I'm a 2 times
you can't love nobody else until u love u I know sometime its so hard to keep up your self esteem sometime u can feel so small and its so
when I pull up in that light thing (yeah), I put a hurtin' on, I got the curtains drawn, whoever ain't gettin' sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on, I'm in that
That hangs over the river, I still got the scar From swinging out a little too far There ain't a corner of this hallowed ground That we ain't laughed
But I ain't the one I'm handin' out beat downs, no need for guns Sometimes I gotta ask myself Is all this buck whylin' good for a niggaz health? I don
a bitch, hoe get your heels kickin And all my real motherfuckers know it's all in the good And all you niggas out there that don't like me A nigga came
buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips Now its on, on site, if I see you I'mma sin ya
kill for cars Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T
to waste all my time on you,oh what ya gonna do girl,i know i can have any one of you if i choose i...i choose you i choose i say ay you get in my car
real,3 weeks for i drop now dey got a deal, do a year an the other charges dissapear,look cross da table T-lady my momma up in tears, should i take em
I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be
rich, we ain't even got to clap shit. I'm saying though, but you ain't no rapper, yo (I'm not) Exactly but none of that matters though Cause I can fool
wet. Life is such a beach, its sandy all around me I came here with young money man, that's family all around me Im in my living room and I got Grammys all
they don?t worry me But you ain?t heard of me I?m a G, Baby Not a celebrity I ain?t got rap friends Got homies all in jail I?m in a black benz Getting
alone mention you. . . Outro : (T.I. talking) MLK DJ DRAMA I just wanna let these niggas know i dont need no goddamn mixtape homes i got 150 songs, i mean i
Big money talkin', Mayweather - Paquiao Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now Now what you boys got a death wish? I beat a mothafucka uglier than Precious Real
(no fame) I hurt (I feel) I love (I'm real) We're unified just you and I [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Mary (Spoken): For all my people in the struggle We all