to revive him And the Game ain't tryin to win, fuck the awards So keep that little-ass horn, and that Neil Armstrong nigga [Chorus] [The Game] Trust me dog, ain't
i go down south the better the sex get but thats me sippin on Don P blowin cali's finest, i don't mean palm trees want green? niggas meet me at the bar
U Got A Fat Issue- And Ull Be Forgotten N Nobodys Gonna Miss U- U Got Me Hot N Now Its Time To Talk To Diss U- All The Shit U Talkin- Got U Barkin- Ima
love, I know you gotta be free Havin conversations with you when there's nobody but me I guess whatever don't kill me make me stronger But I don't know
a house wife baby And there u go....... [Chorus] There u there u go, acting like a hoe There u there u go, acting like a hoe! there u there u go
me?) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust, still in God I trust (Why me?) Why these motherfuckers watchin me (Why me?)
shit from goddamn T.R.U. you got D's,candy paint,wood grain with the leather seats mercedes,baby,lady,baby,crazy,merecdes I done heard that shit 2pac
minute of it So all you critics and haters I'm saying muthafuck ya I don't like ya and therefore I don't trust ya You couldn't shut me up now you trying to set me
pack A mutha fucka said he never seen me with a strap And I heard a mutha fucka say he don't see me in the hood. Lil nigga I don't see u, cause homie
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got me