Lyrics:
You Won't See Me Tonight
Aaliyah
Intro:
[Nas] & (Timbaland)
(What?) ever been in love? (c'mon)
Yeah... are you ready? (uhh) for somethin real?
(Say
[Nas] + (Timbaland)
(What?) Ever been in love? (C'mon)
Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) For somethin real?
(Say what?) Cause it can't be fake
This
I don't want no drug dealers out there gettin' robbed and killed,
I want niggas and niggas and niggas to be real,
I got a shop, and we stay in good
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
got them? (Well, damn)
You still trickin' niggas out they cash when you out here? (For real?)
Hate to be one of them pussy-ass niggas, I am not them
to the theater set to ill
Buggin' , cold havin' a ball
And somethin' 'bout Elm Street was the movie we saw
The way it started was decent
You know, nothin' real
real
I be robbin' shit, for real
Bitch, I really was havin' money way before I signed a deal
Bitch-ass niggas ain't seen no M
Bitch-ass niggas know
take it
You wantin somethin real
You wanted something real
You wantin somethin real
You wanted something real
Know that i always be working
Tryingto
Last time I heard
yo, was gettin real friendly.
Belly to belly and
chest to chest
thigh by thigh
leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
your
the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)
Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
Ohh baby I feel like a big star
I love the way you touch me right now
You always touch my body yeah
Girl I need you by my side now
Burn like a fire
You want the real well This is me, bae
I swear I be on it like everyday
Say you out there livin', I can't relate
Tunnel vision grindin', ain't no
be rappin', shit ain't on me, it's in me
This one for real ones doin' bids, right now, I'm speakin' fedenese (brrt)
This is not for a check-in,
lay in that casket
I feel like i
Livin' my life for somethin', uh
Knew it was comin', I'm went and did somethin
young saucy can't never be runner-up
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
I'll blow out a nigga's intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last
One blast will put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin' for rep, get
tonight) I'm comin' over
You need that real type of love (oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
That can't be duplicated (I wanna serve you up)
Your body needs to be
SOMETHIN'!
(Mixx cuts:
"You might as well give up the pussy."
"Oh no!")
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
Listen up, baby, you look real pretty
Let me pull up your
blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You catch a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just ain't
[Beanie Sigel]
What
Spit what man
Man I don't know where that shit be comin' from dawg for real
Ain't no fuckin' rapper man
Sixteen
I don't
Frankie Crocker or Lamarr Renee
'Cause both of them are radio DJ's
Otis Redding be sittin by the dock of the bay
I'm bound to wreck your body
you somethin' bitch for fuckin' me?
(Bitch) Get a grip, misery love company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference between real life and makin'
then up and chop with them sticks
That glizzy got somethin’ to say and it talk with a lisps
Ou one of you niggas gonn’ make me catch a body
Ou somebody
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
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