to a test A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest Now I'm caught up in the mix and I can't do shit But still I can't ride with program,
a hustla (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla, I won?t deny it) (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla, I won?t deny it) (I won?t deny it I?m a straight
's all right because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie, oh, I love the way you lie, oh So maybe I'm a masochist I try to run but I don't
the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill
me what I wanna hear, tell me you love me My heart is blind, but I don't care 'Cause when I'm with you, everything has disappeared And every time I hold you near I
I would rather do I'll be waiting 'cause I can't sleep until I hear your heart I'll be waiting 'cause patiently I'll wait right here for you Waiting
let me tell you this about Joe I only say you what I want you to hear you only see what I want to show crushing up the percepts chasing the high, sadly I
I got mirrors on the ceiling And if you willin' then we can ride until the sun shine And just for fun, I betchu I can make you cum sixty-one times Close
pressure point And a point where I break your hand in nigga yeah I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me I roll in your city and people be
I press Until in peace I may rest For battles I can't win With stripes I must defend Done been to the pen, behind friends And I still can't turn my flags
I'm talkin' about I know you not tired I'm through, I'm tired and I'm out this motherfucker Yo, I spit so real so my boys can eat You got the nerve
how I feel I refuse to believe You do not think of me like I do you If I'm right then show me come through 'Cause I been needin' you lately I refuse
mind if I don't get on That's why I grind 'till I get on 'Cause I'm gon' shine when I get on So I can't wait 'till I get on Ima push these rides when
only knew I'd sacrifice my beating heart before I lose you I still hold onto the letters you returned I swear I've lived and learned It's 4:03, and I can
you know I don't wanna let you go But now I've realized there's just no perfect time To confess how I feel, this much I know is real So I refuse to
) That Chloe Crop bag ain't mine (Wasn't mine) Many earrings must I find (I find) You must've just lost yo mind I could shed so many tears But I won
runs through it, yeah And there are some who say there are so many things I need So I run or I fight and I crawl or I scream and I bleed, I bleed, I