losing you You don't care enough to try, I won't stand I won't stand, losing you, I won't stand, losing you I won't stand, losing you
I'm losing you so tell me why, you took care enough to try are you giving up this fight, I can't stand, wont stand, losing you you don't have to say
cos I'm losing you so tell me why, you took care enough to try are you giving up this fight, I can't stand, wont stand, losing you you don't have to
is your own dispute and man you put yourself in a ya own shoeses Either you're winning or losing don't you get it confused Tay you starring in a ya own
Moving things weh you not supposed to move Watch your move and where you moving to Who you move with, you move with you crew Move some fool from up off
Ain't There Then Miss You until They Kiss You need You Going in The Ground When Magazine eating You, teach You Similar to the way the Shit Do This lose
your side, watch you lose hips And I ain't want to take it there but fuck it we can bang My Cali headbusters'll show you how to throw them things I'm
And I give you a dope track like my name Phar-rell And you can get that stainless steel Walk in my Chuck Taylors for a day, if you think it ain't f'real
Lac And half on the dub sac If you smokin then hit it and pass it to the left If you ain't got nothing on it homie you smoking stress Niggas see me and
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preaching church, I gave you love now you eating dirt Needing work, and I ain't the
: (feat. ng Buck & Chamillionaire) [2Pac:] Quit starin' at me like a infa red nigga Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other
: (feat. Ron Isley) [Girl] Scott Storich(??) [Hook (Tupac)] Why'd you sland crack? I had to Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to Why'd you sland crack
no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne Cause snitches bitches and they ain't been loyal to the game My niggaz feel my pain, when sunshine turn to rain You know these buster
: You a what? Bad Boy Killaz (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) Fuck all you muthafuckers
for you, and keep it money over bitches [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Fatal] I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop All you wannabe cops, you
old school years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it feel to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid? You
save the youth Ain't nothin else to do but have faith in you Dear Lord I live the life of a Thug, hope you understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta