Lyrics:
If you want to be my friend
If you want to understand
Would you take my hand?
Would you do, what you can?
Would you stand by my side every time, when
stay on
Then brothers like Smooth wouldn't have to hustle
It's an every day struggle, but hip-hop I still love you
We Entaprizin, got the hip-hop
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
kid, I'd be your arch-nemesis
Blowing up the spot every time that I show up
Grow up before you get toe from the flo' up
Old skool like elementary,
You was sweet like some honey bee
It's a lot of you, but it's only one of me
Every time I blow the whistle, they run to me
All my shit pump race lil
play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think
nigga
I bangout with my Glock , 4th of July
Ayy, smoking dead opp back to back
I swear to God, bitch, I stay high
Go put that shit on every day
Lil
Never that
I just know we can heal the world
On the day we get connected
If you expect to survive Go Getters (I Say, I Say)
Whether the Six or the Five Go
ain’t
I done seen gangsters talk tough til dey shot
Errrrbody cold til dey hit wit dat fire
Got Dem guys turn on you for a lil piece of coochie
Beefin
perfect timing we bout to take over within
Movin town to town I got face in every city no I'm not playin
In the Wendy's line shorty say you 22 oh you not
we grind everyday (grind)
Murder, murder in America everyday
Hold off, smoke up every day, all-day
I'm insecure, paranoid and it's not okay
I still
used to sit on the piazza and watch these hordes of middle-
aged ladies ariving by every boat. Obviously, all set to have
themselves a ball. So startled
agree one bit with Mr. Marley's medicine; no
But I do have a lot of respect for the man; yeah
You see, Mr. Marley got shot; woah
But two days later
Who do you talk to the phone-
Yeah this that cashmere
I'm Mr. Cashmere
Don't need a cashier
I go crazy when the cash near
All my niggas present all my
the fuck we at
Matter of fact, I'ma get this plate, and I'ma make sure that we make it
If I gotta do it by myself, then fuck it, I will do it
If I gotta
Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
[Singin] We goin all the way
[Verse 10: Bizzy]
How to bail me now better stoppin
shown the way
What she said wasn't all a lie
She wasn't a depraved slut
So I went back and apologised
We kissed and made up
Many months later my Mrs Mary
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
for more options
Vivid dreams of the princess and king
Overfilled with laughing
Laughing about lil 'ol, lil 'ol me
Then one day, you called me your
on him
We both know he looking kind of frail lil baby yeah
Fuego
I need you by my side
Baby you girl you know you too fine
Lil baby Fuego
I wanna get you
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
think our love will grow
We'll take it step by step
Because I'm not something you own
Confused don't know what I'm feeling
Confused relationships
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
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