Lyrics:
Probably never even saw it comin', too busy bullshittin'
Caught him with his mouth runnin' ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The feds
to get you
can't no love be in yo heart
by the way fuck these hoes too
you know they just as devious as negros
that ho don't love yo ass
damn fool if you
a game. Playing hand by hand
For the thrill of adventure, or too scared to plan?
Broken glasses and rooms full of smoke
Hour nine on my drive to get me back
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But I
I love this game, yeah haha, haha, haha!
Yeah!
We be balling
Everybody likes sort of plays we calling
Your team falling we ain't stalling
We just
and she started to cook
But when I put her on the spot, she could not hang
With my so rough, so tough Playboy game
I only said two words, something like
boy you gotta get yours)
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours
(I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours)
I gots, no love for a punk bitch
I
im like artillery by fire
its a hazard he wired
or like you
walking with ya flashlight in the daytime
get higher
id rather stay at home
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
As much as I love comics
And these video games
I need a little something
Not just any old dame
I need a little lady, make my life less lame
'Cause
fo'teens
(radical posse,as we have thug life back)
Whatever!
(Jamaican posse, yes, we love 2PAC,)
You wanna see us? Have you punks wannabe's
(warrior
was our two fists
Now who missed the first lesson in life don't be no punk
If you a man have heart be a savage whether you sober or drunk
I seen niggas
[Chorus]
Midnight love
Troubles plots on thee mind
Midnight love
Leave your back door open
Midnight love
This heaven's ready for me
Midnight
It's just another day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me
Got schooled by Snoop in a black Cherokee
Daz in the back, Warren G. in
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
ON TO YOUR GAME
CUZ GAME RECOGNIZES GAME
LADY SHY YA KNOW MY NAME!!
LOVE IS FOR SUCKAS U PUNK ASS MOTHERFUCKAS
LOVE DONT LIVE HERE SO FUCK ALL U LAME ASS
mouth runnin'
Ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The Feds and the punk police
Pointin' pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong 'cause
[Shaq]
Believe it or not I love all playa hatas (bring it)
Ha ha ha ha
'Cause ain't no love lost here baby
Say what you gotta say
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
raps is tight
You fuckin' punks, I hate you snitches
Went against the grain and the game
To be fake ass bitches
Fuck these niggas fuck these hoes
Fuck
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