don't give away all my lou. trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't) Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't) {Verse 1} But I do know this
creep out on the streets you don't hear a peep Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear
crime's your job (Yeah) But since I ain't a criminal and I don't rob Or steal from anyone don't bother me dawg Bustin' U-turns to follow me far up
, u seen how that metal Im a Hustla’s Hustla, A Pusher’s Pusher U a busta a custerma, I get u sum cooka Yea Crack is a chemist, I pack a 11, I mack in
and L.A gangsta's, So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta? What the fuck do you know about being in danger? You ain't doing this, so you
I think I drove through every single hood South Central, Compton and Watts Long Beach, bust a U, here come the cops Wish I had a genie with about
is harder thugs enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis shootin' at your neighbors (cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a
packed like sardines, pull of niggers who fell for the same scheme. Took us to a place and made us work, all day and we couldn't have shit to say. (???)
em out meant casualties Still had the l.a. mentality Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry Wouldn’t you know, a driveby in missouri Them fools got popped
bean pies Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month With "u can’t touch this" on the front I’m bout to get rich Cause life ain’t nuttin but money and fuck a
the world to know I just gotta let it show What do we stand to lose If beeing together I what we choose Oh my love I think we should talk about us Could this be a
fearfully doubt Cuz I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck, god may I ask from yo prayer so my soul don't die These is real tears I cried And dreamz don't
range, can't complain A nigga live to die in the flames Casue i torture J to A the Rule Niggas can't be seriously fucking wit me What you holla R-U-L-
sure. I can't love you this much I can't love you this much I can't love you this much I can't love you this much No, I can't love you this much I can
quick ain't fo' me Got my gurls all here, near me All ya personal info... I ain't thinkin bout love I just wanna get it up Pop a bottle Talk a
can take you from all the things you see and if you trust in me i can be that through anything you need (anything you need) And give it all to me baby
took it anyway But aye I'm a playa, don't need ya (ughh) anyway OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin All these karats like I'm some kinda vegetarian
u stuck like a bitch U wearin' panties like a bitch U pussy like a bitch U sound like a bitch U talkin' like a bitch U cryin' like a bitch U whinin' like