Woah) I know I'm gunna lose you this time(Woah) Cause I told you to many lies And no I'm guilty (I'm guility) I lost your love Now I'm losing my mind
heyyaheyyaheyyaho) [Verse 3] Yo time flew fast and I forgot about the past I desired for a woman that I knew our love would last Someone nice, so we
me shit for them last five chickens Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe Rico know he should have killed me Rico know I ain't gone go Rico still
pay me shit for them last five chickens Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe Rico know he should have killed me Rico know I ain't gone go Rico still
like he's bad news Runnin' this racket, from New York to Montego Slaughterin' people, bring a ton of keys from Puerto Rico I'd rather be feared than loved because the fear lasts
know how much love we got for you. So from here on out let your soul have a peceful journey One love! (Pimp) Now I got love for my homies who done shed
and letters like it's all fine I know it's not And ya' know what? It's even worse They got us killin' over turfs I don't know when the last time I went
and will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You could never block my destiny Never did love
will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You could never block my destiny Never did love
even had to pay the taxi the last time you asked me You start off on yo' feet but always wind up on yo' back G Bro you should know you can't drink with Rico
time I make words connect lovely like Coronas and lime So where you rhymes at? Break 'em out, don't be scared, show me Every time I flow I feel like
fuck they can do but the only thing I do is realizin' in my crew Fuck these snitches fuck these bitches ain't worth the jail time bro' you know these
Mark Brown (ASCAP) Produced & Arranged by: Mark Brown & Glacia Robinson Bass: Dale Brown - BG vocals: Glacia Robinson & Mark Brown Mixed by Rico Gonzalez
, from New York to Montego Slaughterin people, bring a ton of keys from Puerto Rico I'd rather be feared than loved because the fear lasts longer These
Pack) Stop, listen, what's that sound Likwid motherfuckers came to tear the house down [Wild Child] Hey yo, last FreshFest we was rockin Good Times
you out of range It's strange how time go by Like tick-tick-tock and you don't know why (Why ask why? I live everyday like my last Take a second, get
fail me now It's the Latin gangsta shit that make you tuck in your chain and bounce Trigger finger don't fail me now Love it or hate it, we get the mamis
