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Condition, Morris Day
Jellybean wishin' Sheila E and Brother John, sometimes me
'til dawn

If the White House is black
We gotta take the radio back
Power
Condition, Morris Day
Jellybean wishin' Sheila E and Brother John, sometimes me 'til dawn

If the White House is black
We gotta take the radio back
Power
up
G plus E plus T plus O 
Geto Boys run shit in '93 but you don't here me do'
Huh brakin' niggas off who bother to 
Fuck around with techs
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big

She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me
to get my feet on the ground

(MJG)

Now let me explain a pimp
a nigga about the m-o-n-e-why
see a hoe, break a hoe
and try to influence the bitch,
we got my homeboy Eazy E in the house
Compton's definitely in the house.
Yo Ren, what are we gonna call this shit, tell'em what your name is?
Yeah
the ox me and my n****s on top

I know the law hate me dearly, comin' for me
We outlaws, thugged out, n****s runnin' on E

I know the law hate me
the ox me and my niggas on top

I know the law hate me dearly, comin' for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin' on E

I know the law hate me
and sirens
Niggas open fire
Buncha Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas Can't C Me
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
on the mic
Bitch!  $hort Dawg puttin it down with the E Double

Verse Three: Erick Sermon

Shhhhh! You remind me of my phat gold chain
Some of y'all are
tricks, to cocaine
Sittin' in a crack house earnin' my snaps
Way before I was bustin em raps
It's the see-o-see-a-I-n-e now lets niggas be dope
by see I'ma be like buying her 

shit. 

I bought her lunch the first time, 

but see there trick that's nuthin' but game, 

I hit it one time
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time, 
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster
We're sitting here with Eazy E
Believe that 
How are you doing?
All right
So, Eazy, tell me, how was your life as a youngster ?

Ruthless, my
fuck your ears like a statutory rape

Murderous nigga on the gangsta tip
So MC Ant cover me while I reload the motherfuckin' clip
And by the way if
Hit him up two times
Three'd be hat trick
Gave him more shots than the pediatrics
Came to his house and shot his left hand out
Left him with more
Hit him up two times
Three'd be hat trick
Gave him more shots than the pediatrics
Came to his house and shot his left hand out
Left him with more
Hit him up two times
Three'd be hat trick
Gave him more shots than the pediatrics
Came to his house and shot his left hand out
Left him with more
Hit him up two times
Three'd be hat trick
Gave him more shots than the pediatrics
Came to his house and shot his left hand out
Left him with more
[Chorus: Cappadonna]
Pain is love, that's what this nigga told me
I keep washin' my face with blunts and O.E
Mix coke with dust, still can hold me
, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch] can you please run by your address for me
[woman] 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
[911 dispatch] ma'am where inside
Little more effects 
And I can't resist 
So we get funky in the house 
You know what I'm sayin'? 
L.L. Cool J style 
What? 
This ain't on a pop tip
Say that you got it all 
Love the way you players ball 
Claimin that your mail is tall 
Tell me is it true or false 

Verse One: E-40, Too $hort