, maybe we can work it out What's wrong between us Where did we go wrong Oh, tell your baby what went wrong Where did we go wrong Where did we go wrong
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and I can't believe that I stayed So unhappy for so long Where did I go wrong? I've got to get out of this my hand is on the handle We're leaving everything
of us that did it, went to get it/ When they said we can't have none, they kept the focus, now we can toast/ Pour out some for 'em, we love 'em/ Still
m proud to be that nigga In the ghetto that just can't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide And it ain't no way out Could you tell where
' l we doubled barreled guns Mutha fuckaz best run fuckin' around wit' al-bum, num 2 so Do not be fuckin' around wit' we and we won?t fuck around wit
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable The indisputable, we New York the narcotic Strength in metal and fiber optics where
bagettes My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube, now what's the deal? Chocolate, light skin, meet Mr. Excitement Got my D.D.L
, feeling pain Livin' like a snake in the grass, you won't gain Simple and plain, my team play the game so we can win We want it all so we can breathe
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs Know it's bad but all we had was our hopes and dreams Couldn't see unless we learned to slang
here keep that don't owe me show me that dust them boys on the block is dangerous everywhere we go we got them thangs with us we some big cats they don't
, doin corp mergers You still a motherfuckin hustler let's go A lot of people castin shade on the classic that we made but Say what you say we just
2-6 wasn't strong? That's what we do, you wrong They both com and they gone Off Toppers, I'ma deal with you and yo Partners T.C. , L.D. , Willard Street
straps, where it at? Slung crack, real cat, you ain't never did that Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat I don't sleep, homie I'm watched by
one, two, three, personally Conspiracy, it don't mean shit to me The time will go fast because I'm true blue On the D L, back home, I got a stash for
it was fine dine cuisine And if we neva had it I don't think it matt'd We were a classic like Nas and illmatic I was so decieved, I thought we had a
chicken, dimes, hoes in skirts I'm in my truck smokin' purt tryna see how many flirt Ridin' round the A.T.L. on the baddest bitch search Yeah I did a concert but I don't
made And I can't believe that I stayed So unhappy for so long Where did I go wrong? I got to get out of this My hand is on the handle We're leaving
