she chose to talk to me It was no doubt that baby cakes was hawkin' me So I kicked it, upped the digits, terrific Not knowin she was scopin' me 'cause
me) well if you hear me (i want you to kiss me) i said father dear (i know you want to fuck me) well if you hear me (but why can't you love me) i've
pull a pac on me I admit they had the drop on me Probably turned the burner around 20 degrees So I could see who bust me, who knocked me out Who tried
bring my nigga B.R. And niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R There lived a jealous kid that was mislead By anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead (He said) Me
me turn to rap I feel like Keanu Reeves in the movie 'Devils Advocate' Confused but blessed with extravagance I thank God for all the opportunities Given an opportunity, dem boys would put two in me
the hill, in the lab He was rollin' big balla style, high profile (Big balla) Oh child, make me wanna act juvenile All smiles, right in my face, but wait
, we live this shit We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters Weed smokers, money holders that's right We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters Weed smokers, money holders that's right
that fell, all the homies) (May God bless your families) (May you always live in the motherfuckin' heart) Will I forever be alone? (In a thug niggaz heart forever) (That's right
of the messages at Shady Records you left me The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to upset me!" The fifth letter told me you were comin' to get me
', it's my job and it suits me right I got a sweet soft fever rushin' around my head I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed Got on a dead man suit and
had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova I could walk like Brando right
like just another stranger waitin' to get blown away Point blank, right between the eyes Point blank, right between the pretty lies you fell Point blank, shot right
~verse 1~{yg} aye!aye! she asked me if i want it right there and i said hell yea! started kissin on my ear and i said hell yea! then i told her,like
and start clickinq Pulled his pistol out and told me stay up out his business Told me he would kill me if I ever fucked his bitches And he ain't pay me
the joint in case niggaz start brawlin, because I see em FALLIN to the strong point One by one they losin down the line A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old nigga pay me
Im comin with Big Moe, My Key-C and Po-yo, I even gotta tight what cut from the Hair Cut Joe, man let me get my shit right cause Im not gone be the one
niggaz, man I know my mother, she's worried about me 'Cause they might have to put me away any time But when my baby packed up her clothes and left me
lights While your boy bypassing fare light But if them cock suckers ever get me dead right Three hots and the cops swallow weed and a knife, right? I