Lyrics:
ain't shit without your homeboyz
You ain't shit without your homeboyz
You ain't shit without your homeboyz
Now, now every time I see you cats is
a day goes by (without you)
Without you on my mind
I'll be loving you for life (I'll be loving you)
Think about you all the time
It's been a while
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Think
to your partner
And without touching him, move your body to the rhythm
(Let's play a little game)
Simon takes the stand, just as planned
And I display
The days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea
gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Squeeze your clip hit the right one, pass that weed I got
the story of your life
Full of pain without a doubt
Everywhere I turn it's fame
Making money that's the game (that's the game)
We about to make it rain
Cause
kind of power as a hustler
You had to overcome this emotion no one could
Read it in your eyes this meant
That he would have to place
Himself again
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
the way getting shook
You got to play the game by the book
I fuck around and your life getting took
And last but not least, when you make that money
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
real niggas stuck in the street game
'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass
don't wanna go, babe
'Cause I can't live without your la, la, love and pretty face
I can't live without your la, la, la, love
I can't live without your
your spit game, it's your dick game
That got me walkin' 'round ready to wear your big chain
I only argue wit' him when the Lakers on
Other than that
'm for show shit
By you and your crew, that's helpless
You saw that X5, that's me out side
I know you, kinda seem so confused
You can't understand
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Think
By me (why me?)
I never (who would've thought baby)
Thought I'd be (missing you baby)
Without you (I need you baby)
By me (why me?)
[Ja Rule]
heavy touching, yeah
You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes
And now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game
Hold me
heavy touching, yeah
You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes
And now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game
Hold me
of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction, taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction, taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
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