the first to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money Before it all gets spent up and you wanna
game in this world that We livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me You get it how you take it but the only way You'll make it, givin
they get caught up in shit. Now meet them faces of death. We never be talkin', and they dogged us, man. It's all the same, but what do we gain by giving
Wish - You can send it if you open up You can get it if you need love As much as a mustard seed is all it need It?s a small price to pay for
you need Small price to pay for the air that we breathe And the baby is born, place to go when we leave Food that we eat, weapon when we sleep It's a
we pray Maybe we'll get to live our life in the sun Instead of livin' on the blocks dyin' young, here I come Ooh, made it, made it, made it But I just
don't let honkey tonkers up in heaven I've been told Don't you worry mamma I'll see you up in heaven I've been thinking 'bout it and I've come to this
My nigga you can do it too Turn me up, turn me up, you can do it too My nigga you can do it too, you can do it too You can do it too, just tellin' you
up! IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP! If you're cracking up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why don't you pack it up! WHY DON'T YOU PACK
come and put our two hearts together? That would make me strong and brave Oh, when we are one, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid Now if there's a cloud up
Mornin' boy, come in, we remember you We conceived of you, we conceived of your breath We conceived of the whole human race And we conceived it to be
How we blow it up We came to blow it up Hit the spot so we're done Rappers in, blowin' up That's how we show the love That's how we pass up all this
16 And all my dreams are turned into cream Cause (all I do is for you) Yeah, my heart's in it, weight up, shit and sleep in it My pen put an end to any
flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Flava (hell yeah) Brand new flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Flava (oh yeah) Once again I made it back (oh I) Made it
bum Man Down! Oh mama mama mama I just shot a man down In central station In front of a big ol' crowd Oh, Why? Oh, Why? Oh mama mama mama I just shot
'm natural wit it, supreme actual factual wit it I got them gats you got to get it You and them cats got to get it, get it I'm concrete booted, all khaki
out Turn that thang to the left Bring it, bring it The helicopter landed, it landed in Atlanta Velvet rope with 20 Grand It don't even matter Hey, we
it go, let it flow, it's alright, it's okay, we're alone baby [Nivea:] baby we can take our time [both:] let it go, let it flow, it's alright, it's okay