closed) Hands up (Bobbin' the dome) And you can call it what ya wanna if ya wanna But you better keep your eyes on it I'd a told ya over and over I
, I'm a playa But I feel guilty 'bout cuttin' a broad I need counsellin' dog, 'cuz it's guilty as charged Simply because I felt victim to lust and Knowin
Just watchin' all the bitches just throwin' that thang In a smoke-filled room, filled with noise On a special night just for the boys I'll be sittin' at a table, just
hold one so you can't hold your tongue Nigga lips smackin' like she chew bubble gum Tell her where I been, what I did, who I'm with Said, he see me with
I got it like that You wanna know why, brother? Because I got it like that A: uh huh G: I ain't jokin', I ain't playin', it's just my brother I got it
round Don't wanna get you upset, I just want to get to you Cuddle up close and let you know I wanna do you Chorus: afrika I'm gonna do you, I'm gonna
me down 'Cos I talk about the green shit in every town You right in front of me, I can't see ya I'm blind and faded and I got the G-rock And everything
I gotta tell your ass" I said "What is it, another nigga? It's ok" She said "No I forgot to tell you, that I got AIDS" I got up out Denaun: Hey,
wanna go down I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be free I'm just black in America I'm not Afro-American Just a passive American Making belief I'm better
only did 10 How your years turn to months can he tell you dat and He ain't really gotta answer just the sweat in his hands Will he make it out to make
, to get your fear take the hand We keep on returnin', 'cuz the lessons need learnin' Concernin', what? The fact I sing and I rap I hold this mic contact
American rap star For us especially, us most especially A Mr. Nigga VIP jail cell just for me If I knew you were coming, I'd have baked a cake Just got
up in that morgue, I'mma fuck your back Yeah, nigga, die slow with your smirk on Night, night lights, dim it down, get your mirk on Later I see you
hate juke that's what it must be Hands behind your back, spread your legs Just found a roach in your tray It's not mine fucker, what I said You met the
can I escape? How can I survive without bubblin' weight? It's prepared for the stand off, once you hand off That white rock, and then give birth to a knot Your
) My hands are full I'm a Grindtime disciple Right hand the Bible Left hand the rifle (a rifle) We freed us boys And we both got degrees I got mine from
With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from the Fifth, so y'all holding what I've said I've said, I be the omnipresent factor from the void
up and ain't remember to stop I bet these niggaz going remember the shop [Hook] People think that I'm crazy, just cause I wanna be alone You can't depend