from the heart You know what it means to me She said don't walk away I'm down on my knees So please don't be mean to me So I talked to you for an hour
plea from the heart You know what it means to me She said don't walk away I'm down on my knees So please don't be mean to me So I talked to you for an
don't last very long, younawhaI'msayin? I mean...you're lucky in this game too There's gon' be another cat comin' out Lookin' like me, soundin' like me
it Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies That's why they whisper when they see me, point and stare at me 'Cause they just wanna live through me
on me I got a forty-five, on me In a hurry to die homie, get live on me You charged with tryin to OG And I'm creepin through the crowd, low key, nigga
freak 2 the... (1 2, tell me what 2 do) (3 4, I'm about 2 score) Everybody (5 6, suck up on this) Johnny, drop it! Tell me, tell me, tell me what
is a heaven, I know there is a hell Listen 2 me people, I got a story 2 tell I know there was confusion, lightnin' all around me That's when I called
to be beautiful, not realistic Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams You can betray me, you can You can betray me Teach me something wonderful Crown my head, crowd
girls I've loved before Got plenty of honeys Puff puff give now let me hit it once more Fake ass niggas get out and close my door It's my house for me to live
is gold since eighteen years old So what that mean? I roll the blunt And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holding me '
Me and you, my buddy My buddy, my buddy, my buddy And you know that Me and you, my buddy My buddy, my buddy, my buddy Me and you, my buddy My buddy,
stingy with the level And he spreads in many ways So if you want to test the effervesce Come along and be my guest Yo, 'cause Jungle Brothers in the House And De La's in the house
it down spring break with no shirt on Ass all out, just swoonin' the crowd Same damn mean bitches wanna move in my house You see us back to back in '
What if I be the one breathing no more, oh well When I die I want all my motherfuckers to ride (For me) On the niggas that did me killed, me committed
to us, the hatchet means more then some merch We travel, seen the Grand Canyon 66 times Spitting wicked shit rhymes Some fucking how... (Chorus x2) We're spitting (Live
want my nose to grow They started tripping on me, busting and flipping on me So I had to front and say yo, true, stick it on me I started smoking to prove
