]2x cuz you don't even love me and you don't even trust me then how can i live for you girl i would kill for you [verse 2] baby i call you on the phone
you don't even trust me Then how can I live for you Girl I would kill for you [verse 2:] Baby I call you on the phone Hopin you all alone And see if
Cause I don't give a fuck, you better understand that Two zantacs I give a fuck if I sound whack Billboard, drugs is what I kill for I'm happy gilmore, you
niggaz kill for They hear the villain niggaz spittin' with them nigga flows Fuck you hoes, fuck you bitch ass niggaz too Got something for you broke These
devil, you gotta back up Horny little devil, you can’t bust a nut Lookin at my girlfriend’s black skin You wanna jump in, but she don’t like white men
Ice Cube] If I was fucking you, you'd be like fuck everybody Kill, this pussy yours Washin' dishes, rubbin' floors Doin' chores for a nigga Open doors for
skip Connect Gang Connect Gang Cube It ain't my fault you wanna C-walk and gang bang when you hear the G-talk nigga swing that bitch 'til you break
the ak Cops gotta get pealed ’cause the nigga you love to hate still can kill at will It ain’t no pop ’cause that sucks And you can new jack swing on
ak Caps gotta get pealed Cause "the nigga ya love to hate" still can "kill at will" It ain’t no pop cause that sucks And you can new jack swing on my
Ja Rule) Yea Rule Are you a figment of my imagination? Or am I one of yours? Believe me baby, an hear me, fear me, feel me That's why they all wanna kill
nuthin like that Like COLOSSAL you kno wat I mean like *sigh* I heard you was lookin for me... [Chorus:] Hey Mr. Carter (hello) Tell me where have you been (ha ha you
flat foot On the devil's wing Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Raping the geek And hustling the freak Like a hunchback juice On
the secret of your power? Wonderboy, won't you take me far away from the mucky-muck man? [spoken] Now it's time for me to tell you about Young Nastyman
Juice got weed Juice got pills Juice got the work on the corner cuttin deals Juice know you haters out there snitchin ain't for real So Juice got some
hatin on this click You gon make a nigga get up wit cha bitch Split yo wig oh yes I did I told you you don't want it with a Hard Hitta kid! [Boogie Mane
the room set thes crooked niggas straight nickel proof activate for mom i brought wild niggas smashing you came crashing through elbows and right hooks for you
are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten