You haven't found what you need yet Can't seem to pin it down It's much more than you'd expect Can't count you out (Can't count you out) Have you found
hard You haven't found what you need yet Can't seem to pin it down It's much more than you'd expect Can't count you out (Can't count you out) Have you
Stick up, hands in the air You move, you lose, 'cause the Ice don't care No chance to run, don't shout Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out Grand Larcenist
pussies can be found They talk a mean fight but fight like hoes I'm from south central, fool where everything goes Snatch you out your car so fast you
throws it In the lion's den Which of you to gain me tell Will risk uncertain pains of hell? I will not forgive you If you will not take the chance The
, ha, ha Look you fucking with a winner Stripping lobster for dinner Bet you any game You other just beginners In my d-oy stancebout To pop a rubber band Fuck that fighting
wild, you should calm down Cause everybody rattin and you probably blow trial A message to the ladies, depend on yourself So if daddy walk out you take
to see me through You got the love You got the love You got the love You got the love You got the love You got the love We are livin in the days of
Attention, all you niggaz, all you bitches Time to put down the cristal, time to take off the ice for a minute Time to throw a little mud Turn me up
school diploma It's alright, cause I just help myself You should know, cause I can't do nothin else And you better watch out for the day When you lock me up and throw
you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay Now you can't walk away from the price you pay Little
we both know thats what you wanted girl I know you listening hey girl I know you listening uh I know you listening hey, yeah Shout out to the bootleggers
dro This b*tch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x
gotta go out, you know I'ma show out You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out I remember on the Island, can't tone out The mess hall crawler
a little time to cook and show you what's really hot How the *** any of you *** think, you feeling my spot? Why you *** getting mad at us? We shit on
to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can't see how you can dawg me out Make me out, take me out Deep south, my hood got more slack Than
cop the thickest brick 'Cause life in the belly of the best Is equal to poverty's bottomless pit Where bitch niggas trick and thirsty Motherfuckers beat you out of everything you
little things that count Any means much Can't nothing come between us Can't nothing separate us You're my backbone You my rib, you my chick You my backbone You my rib, you
