Lyrics:
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And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, drugs and cars
I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you
'Cause you can't love nothin'
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
can get it (get it)
Pull up whenever, whenever, you know I'm with it
Don't get it twisted
Nothin' like none of these bitches
But sometimes I get in
I'm gonna ask you to go steady with me.
I got two eyes that happened by ya,
And when they saw you, they said they knew you were fine.
I got two lips
dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I'm wit it, it's a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old
got niggas that's mad 'cause I'm always with they bitch
Then you got niggas that just don't like me
You know the, those PhD niggas
But you know, I
a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school,
'74 ho next to the blue and grey Rolls
With
of the mark ass niggas I broke
'Cause big Breed, can do ya
While I'm smokin' my dope, and tryin' cope
Catch up as this shit gets mental
This chronic got me
the L.A. smog
You hate the west coast phonies
You like the city dogs
I'm confused but I'm not mad
Said I'm the worst you've ever had
I ain't
got niggas that's mad 'cause I'm always with they bitch
Then you got niggas that just don't like me
You know the, those PhD niggas
But you know, I
things
That drive me wild
I'm like a mad dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some thin ice
You push me too far
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
diggin', uh check it
I bring the butter, huh
Make you wanna creep up on one another, huh
I'm mad sharp like a box cutter, huh
I got the fam' rollin'
with my friends
Sometimes you're crazy and you wonder why
I'm such a baby, yeah, the dolphins make me cry
Well there's nothing I can do
I only
Get it while you can, man
And stop hatin' me, fuckin' with my shit cause I got more hustle than you
Get yours, get yours baby
I'm seeing millions,
I'm gonna grab her by her ponytail
I'm gonna sling her around and around
When she wakes up she'll know she met up
With mad Mrs. Leroy Brown
Well
are
And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, drugs and cars
I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you
'Cause you can't love nothin'
never killed nobody
You can ask anyone
People get shot by people
People with guns
Put out the fire, put out the fire, put out the fire
You need a gun
on crack
Resurrect? I never left, baby, I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zie automatically
Says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that
I may be off
You going out the country, you posting up on IG
I'm layed up with my side piece
I wanna text by you was right there laying up beside me
Now tell me
the daytime with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But
're through with me
'Cause I just came clean (please don't be through with me)
What you feel about that, baby?
I'm just guessing
Are you through with me?
need to stay
By my side (by my side, baby)
By my side, by my side
I need you, baby
Only with you by my side
By my side, baby
Only with you by my
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