Lyrics:
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
killed, straight on sight
No Limit ain't no gimmick
It's tragic you know, so don't be meddlin with my boy and my hoe
Lay low, hit the floor, I'm
(geto boooys!)
I know y'all niggas gon' feel this shit right here
(g.b.!)
We're goin through the same thing
[ verse 1: willie d ]
Weapons bein loaded
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training
My
Who is your daddy? I am son now stop your fun hun its
my time to do the crim.
PaPaPa five shots at a time in your face so you will feel how it taste.
watching me
What's it gonna be, boy?
Can't you feel this chemistry?
What's it gonna be, boy?
It's so damn crowded we should leave
What's it gonna be
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
what that boy say
You wouldn't jack, give it up fast
Then I hit it from the back
Snoopy your so good, she screaming and I like that girl
She off in
Dallas, Houston look man
It ain't a god damn thing being took
From the bad boys of Houston so go ahead and dial a crook
And watch some niggas spit
listen
Before a real nigga test ya gangsta and you be missing
I grew up on them 5th Ward Geto Boys, Scarface
Ice cube, G-Rap, Too Short, MC Eiht
They was
tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (I see you in my dreams)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies
should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good? (Feel good)
(Ah) Talk like a big business tycoon
You're just
the gangsta's
Go 'head girl, put some back and some neck up on it
While I stand up in the background and check up on it
Ooh, boy, you looking like you like
a everyday gangsta, man
I do this shit daily like holla at ya boy
What’s really good? What’s really hood?
It’s Weezy F, I do what you wish you could
Yuh! Tell
-who? (Boy) you (uh, boy)
I wanna feel your touch -why wouldn't you?
So come and get my love (show me where it's at, now sing) (Uh, boy)
I -what? (Boy
off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
-who? (Boy) you (uh, boy)
I wanna feel your touch -why wouldn't you?
So come and get my love (show me where it's at, now sing) (Uh, boy)
I -what? (Boy
Beyoncé sing it now, girl
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I
Baby boy, you stay on my mind (yo, yo, B)
Baby boy, you are so damn fine (yeah, yeah, girl)
Baby boy, won't you be mine? (Yo, yo, B)
Baby boy, let's
should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good? (Feel good)
(Ah) Talk like a big business tycoon
You're just
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
the gangsta's
Go 'head girl, put some back and some neck up on it
While I stand up in the background and check up on it
Ooh, boy, you looking like you like
So let's make it
I don't say I'm a gangsta, I ain't got to start frontin'
I just call Banks up if I need to pop somethin'
I got a friend of mine
Batman, Spiderman
Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
I wanna be the one that feel you
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