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You gotta do right by me, its mandatory baby
Sweeter than your favorite ice cream be, 
Bask in my glory baby/
Don't play no games, that'll ruin
going in the Wig and Pen?
He was charged with telling lies again.

I see the world go by as I lean against my wall.
I watch as Fleet Street makes new
won't let me erase 
I keep my head up high, but I'm stuck in this game 
Steady checkin' myself, God help me to change 
Chorus 4x 
If I could change,
he got money and thangs
But is he nice for you

He's a High Post Brotha
With money in his pocket
He got every-thing a girl could want
Think maybe
[Master P]
Five kids in the house with no food to eat
So me and my brother we took to the dope streets
See that's how the whole game started
And if
my squad won't stop
We in the game won't take no loss
Im sippin water out the Voss
Got lean all in my fuckin' sprite
Turnin' up on fuckin' sight
he got money and thangs
But is he nice for you

He's a High Post Brotha
With money in his pocket
He got every-thing a girl could want
Think maybe
There the scene is right
Shaded by eerie light
Face and figure lean
White on white on the screen
See my face, see my sin
Love you've gained, soul
baby let me kick a little game to you

I've been watching you, watching me
And I know you want it
Come on let me kick a little game to you

Lean against
Big bank take little bank,
Drop a in the fish tank
Got the sharks on lean
Fish scale for my whole team
Big bank take little bank
Drop a in
Get a little closer you can play my radio
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain’t nothing looks better than
"SPEARHEAD IN THE AREA!"

(chorus) 
THIS IS MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM 
MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM 

Well Chuck D'sannouncin'/ Flava's doin' color
halftime
Back in the days that's how my hustlin' shit was done 

Then that game went astray fools droppin dime 

Catchin time and brothas gettin blown away
won't let me erase 
I keep my head up high, but I'm stuck in this game 
Steady checkin' myself, God help me to change 
Chorus 4x 
If I could change,
stayin' in school, for just doin' my work 
Gettin' chased by the Task now I feel like a jerk 
So I'm on the run and I better run fast 
'Cause if I don't
the set
With a pocketful of rocks ah man I regret
For not stayin in school, for just doin my work
Gettin chased by the Task now I feel like a jerk
So I'm
[Repeat: x4]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before I die I hope I have a chance to make a change

I'm at the time in my life when
won't let me erase 
I keep my head up high, but I'm stuck in this game 
Steady checkin' myself, God help me to change 
Chorus 4x 
If I could change,
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
Or troubled by some foolish game
She always seems to make me change my mind

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now
She's around me now
Almost all the time
and blue
Or troubled by some foolish game
She always seems to make me change my mind

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now
She's around me now
and blue
Or troubled by some foolish game
She always seems to make me change my mind

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now
She's around me now
stash, gold, checks, sports illustrated 
I'm motivated by the fact that I'm being hated
Now my pockets swell, game straight outta ATL
G-land, Boyz II
won't let me erase 
I keep my head up high, but I'm stuck in this game 
Steady checkin' myself, God help me to change 
Chorus 4x 
If I could change,
I fought the angels here today 
Hope my defeat will end this play 
Everybody knows that 
I only have myself to blame 
Softly softly wins the game