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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
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
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,
[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
niggas mad my squad won't stop
We in the game won't take no loss
I'm sippin water out the Voss
Got lean all in my fuckin' Sprite
Turnin' up on fuckin'
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
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
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
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
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
Slide your pretty little self on over
Get a little closer you can play my radio
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear
"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,
lean up in my cup
I want you to ride me
My hands all on ya body
I want you to top me
And make sure that it's sloppy
It's all in ya eyes
Yeah you
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
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
[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,
with a cowboy gun
His momma picks him up, he starts to run
He laughs out loud, he thinks it's a game

The alarm goes off in the liquor store
[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
God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My bitch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk
The block stay hot
Paranoid,
Is it a game that we're playing
It seems like the cloudy days 
Keep coming in my life, whoa
Is it a game that we're playing 
You don't understand
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

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