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versions charted by Gordon Jenkins (#30) and Eddie Fisher (# 17)


Unless you give me your sunny smile
Unless you make living worth the while
Unless you
beat her up
And now he won't let her in
So she's walking by his joint
In a black and blue dress
She looks at Louie who elbows Eddie who says
"Don't
Like any other day
I must say
They never knew my name
But I was doing my thang {ang ang}
Nothing's moved
None's changed
Nobody called my name
electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds

Sprung
Not on yo' dick dick but on yo' tongue tongue
Jealous
(J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
It's that hop I'm talkin bout right here Timbo!

I can't be
[Jay-Z]
(J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
It's that hop I'm talkin bout right here Timbo!
their ear like la, la, la, la, la, la
Baby blue, I don't play no games
Head to my feet so fresh so clean
Buyin' out the bar like it ain't no thang
Hot
a lick, nigga need no safes

So ah let me get straight down to business
I need me some distance to run when I carry gun
An' I'm a be like quick on my
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
old thang for a new game
To be played foe cheeze
Gotta get what's promised to a sister
Comin' up on bankin g's
Hustlin'z all the same
I can't deal wit
the rappin, we'd be mackin'
It's a good thing that we're rappin'

There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie
Playing the hoes and shook the red card
Aw shit
let that pussy nigga write what's out
ah, that nigga don't know nothin 'bout us soldiers
what, what
    
[Chorus 1] - repeat 2X
Test that
roll through I thought you knew about them Doggs in blue 
Now forty-five, niggas bought em by the spot 
I'm on alert I'm down to work every nigga that
[B.G.] 
Uh-huh
Ah, Ah, Woah, Woah

I'm a guerilla, I'm a dog, I'm a beast, I'm a snake
the type that will walk up and put 10 hollows to your
swoop
Take her for a ride in my blue Lex Luthor (Lex Luth-ah)
But the bitch ain't got no gas fetti (gas fetti)
So I burnt her like Fast Freddy (Fast
fuckin mind

280 pounds of hay, every damn day I gotta test a
25 lighters on my dressa', yes ah
Breakfast being served by a hoe that look like Genie
Um, for all these wild niggas (um, yeah)
Some bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Straight runnin' wild (realize) doing their thang, yeah
and throw them thangs
Nigga figure he's bigger, dig a bigger ditch, ah
Fool I'm holdin' the trigger
Finger got the itch, uh, stitch
Or better yet chalk 'em up