of piss Or if I would get some news that my brother had died If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife Or if we was looted and somebody
and you can still be the judge boo I die for my 354 niggas, with the young stoned niggas Lox are my heart, cold niggas Sheek give it to you, like a
years motherfuckers, shh Cose ya eyes,listen. hear my heart beatin'? Po's racin', I can't take it The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face it Only God knows if
'em, make you feel the pressure Catch you at a club, smack you up, steal ya leather You niggaz soften me, beat you out of the mix Tough talk, tough walk, but you
consider you as the ball hog You treating me like Shaq and you Kobe But I ain't saying you owe me nigga But act like you know me nigga Yeah, you gotta
is what you call stereotyping about? Can you tell me my your dog keep sniffing my car? Huh? Got the audacity to call me a liar. So what you got in
be on new And you can ask swift gotti Don't shit get by me Ask tommy showtime if I did my time And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all And ask rock
gonna believe we can still be together) Baby, I If you still believe (If you believe) Then you will find everything you're searching for, maybe more But, boy you
you say What have I done to make you push me away You are my focus, you're the air that I breathe Can't imagine you with someone else other than me
my desire Don't think a plane could get much higher (Plane could get much higher) Higher than I do Just on imagination, just on hope Just on the thought That you
they all gotta die My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie I'm closing in on my fifteenth year If you think that you have seen a pair of eyes more green Then you
you were smiling when you seen the car I bought her You sent tears from Heaven when you seen my car get balled up But I can't complain what the accident did to my
at the top of my lungs I keep thinking you might hear me If I say it loud enough This is so much more lonely It was so much more than love It's not
play on in your trust We'll try to carry on the flame Do you right boyo And if you listen close enough You can hear him in our songs As the general'
let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all People killin', people dyin' Children hurtin', you hear them cryin'? Can you practice what you preach? And would you
toast and my Turkey bacon, taking my time, awakin', turning my TV on To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw Me & my children, images were chillin' My
me a scratch (scratched: "no!") Y'all can kiss my ass until your lips stick to my pants (scratched) (5x): "no...you hear me! you go to