Lyrics:
to win
Diz to the outside, 2Pac up the center
A ten minute game and we were the winners
The boys started smackin', talkin' that slack and
till he see
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
All these bitches got me hittin the remy,
full throttle, by the time I finish the bottle,
them bitches is models. It went down like this alright
here's
you need
And if you like that nasty broad we got them low ki's
Playa who got um?
I hate when a nigga flex up and he's makin' it sound
As though he
niggas never lose a minute to a cell
Or lose your manhood in a yard, painted nails
Fairy tales of pretty bitches livin' prosperous
Your text is quoted,
no hanging out
My pops was club hopping back when Rick James was out
And all I get is Trinidad James
Wait a minute that's strange
Sip a bit
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
shit you betta not forget
Verse Two: Eazy-E
Eazy E's the name feared by most
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two
a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it
Do you remember that?
[Hook 2]
Hell motherfuckin ya
You don't want to get in trouble with
hate people hate everything around
I want weekend two days of heaven for us
Stop for a minute - time is passing by
Future goes full tear built
music in the chamber
I'm God's gift, heard I was born in a manger
Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you
Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by
waste a minute
Might say some things that I wish I didn't
Know it's behind, but I hate forgetting
I'd still give all of my bouquets to make sure you're
I'm two minutes away from taking too much
There's nothing left that I can really say
I'm too gone I'm faded from the world I hate
Too lost, off my
Meet me by the bar
Don't say this enough
But I need you
Might take a couple more drinks to say what I want
But I need to
Know it's been a minute
But
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,
hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)
Two-face
I'm so fucking two-faced
Tell me that I'm too fake
You love me on a Monday and you hate me by
hate sauerkraut
That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandary
to eat here (hard)
For three years, dealt with the hate from niggas that I love
Two options when in the trenches sell or you buy drugs
Convinced me you
life and times, deadly like the virus design
But too, minute to dilute, the science is mine
You can't party your life away
Drink your life away
Hard look now in the mirror what have I become
Caught out by expectation that's the real villain
Holding on but what to? This cocktail of anger
We giving you fuck boys
Five minutes to get the hell up out the club
(Five minutes, bitch) david Banner
BME Click big Face (Big Face)
Big Face,
Two hundred dollar jeans with
My favorite patch
Pullin' up my ride, hell yeah, my rims match
What they tell you? I'm good
(what they tell you?) I'm good
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
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