If I don't love you this way If I don't love you this way If I don't love you this way Why do I say what I say, yeah If I don't need you this much Why
t really explain it I?m so into you I really like what you?ve done to me I can?t really explain it I?m so into you I don?t wanna trip, but the truth
explain it I?m so into you I really like what you?ve done to me I can?t really explain it I?m so into you I don?t wanna trip, but the truth is Girl the
t really explain it I'm so into you I really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I don't wanna trip, but the truth
way (I'm lost) I can't find my way (lost) I can't find my way (I'm lost) I can't find my way (lost) I can't find way? [Game - Verse 2] If I tell the
player so I stay strong cause I know that I won't be away long and when I finally do hit the fuckin' streets I'ma handle this A thug nigga gettin' scandalous
sweet, come get it I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage I know you didn't feel it when a nigga
to play you, you can't let him skate with that Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap, This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with real life
love, I would already have you up under my arm. I used to pull all my tricks, I hope that you like this. But you probably won't, You think you're cooler
much scrilla, You got, you still a nigga, They either assassinate your character, frame ya, or they kill you, I don't blame you, if you don't feel the
law for us Mr. Officer, we don't want no trouble We just doing our black thing, making our own government You'll be lucky if you don't get locked up Shackled
I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage I know you didn't feel it when a nigga didn't call ya
D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em I tour New York down, so B.B. King 'em Found my way back home like E.T. finger I rock the arena, you know the drill
that action Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you flowin' Ridin' in my drop but I don't know where I'm goin' On two eighty five I keep ridin
all the motherfuckin way loc And I don't wanna see you act up but if anybody trip you better handle that shit [WC] Nah man fuck this, this shit sound
tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that Man, I hate this crap This ain't rap, this is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with
where I go, you niggas can't even come now You hate the law, nigga, break it, I don't care And when ya get caught, remember that I don't care N.O.R.