Lyrics:
without tryin'
I hit that bitch from the spot
If she tell you somethin' good 'bout me, you should just believe her
Take-taking all her girls out, naked
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
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Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
And when I see myself through Your eyes
I’m surrounded by Your breath giving light
I am happy for the very first time
When I’m naked
I’m naked
There was
to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And lick your momma in the eye and tell her,
I'm the realest nigga, I know
I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I just hit the fuckin'
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
soul I holla back at this creo hoe
She from the N-O but she never told me N.O so
We hit the spot to chill where the food get grilled
She order
Oohwee
Boss says it's cool to come to work when you can make it
Halle Berry lyin in your bed butt-stankin naked
The deck is on me, here's some more
me
Will there be earthquakes and great tidal waves?
Can she see back to the dinosaur days?
How can she foresee just by squinting at me and
Can
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
hit 'em with the stimulation
I'm here for you son, I gotcha back
As long as you keep it real, word, I gotcha back
Brothers want the drama but
up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through
full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back
The cars
Yeah, yeah
Hahaha
Ayy
Chillin' with the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with
strong
But one look in his eyes and
You knew you were wrong
He was a mountain of a man
And I want you to know
He could preach hot hell or freezing snow
He
Ain't know
Alright now I just want you to sit back, close your eyes, kick your feet up and
Listen to this song right here 'cause this here is for
fast enough
Unencumbered daughter hit the ground running at last!
I'd invite you but I'm busy being unoppressed
One day I'll saddle back and speak
to find a better way, I've got a
Hustle still to get my pay before I hit bottom
Now some might say that I'm already there but who are
They to judge
the hairs
Her body like a coin flip heads or tails
Beep beep) girl don? t back it up on me,
She did it anyway and it felt like a truck on me
Stop teasing hit
hit between the eyes
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
I was taught to love my
the mirror, go to clickin' on the lights
And this ain't what you like (jam)
I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound game
Pin you down so you
friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
Now what the fuck is happenin'
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