gotta have you lovin' me tonight and when my world has become a world wind will you be my white flag? (Thanks to Emily for these lyrics and to Hannahsaurr for
You ready? You ready, Hov? Let's go! Hands up! Allow me to reintroduce myself At the same time reintroduce my wealth At the same time rejuvenate the game It's for
rapping, ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll be blasting enemies testin'. Watch out for my friends. Wish: Bet I got my friends
nine in hand I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Now back to the mutha fuckin' set Creepin', crawlin', crawlin
makin' eighteen And his goal is to get on top and try to stay clean So he's callin' up his homie who done came up Livin' large, now they dealin' with the same
but hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat Mr.
they keep they game face on Have your momma singin the same ol' song Of how you lived so fast and you died, so wrong But since you ready to ride then
raps with such beats (do it a) Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf (let's do it again) When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for ac-tion! (
And all they got to say is it's a shame on the block I'm hot homeboy, don't ever get it twisted Numbers unlisted, stayed in third district, for real I'm ready
set free (Be set free) So if you're ready lets get on with our release (Talk to me) Speak your mind, 100 ways (100 ways) It's better for ya, don't be
see dogg didn't ya 'cause Uh-huh, love is love That's the reason I hold it down for y'all Y'all muh'fuckas do the same for Pun But I'ma keep fuckin'
, why the fuck I need school M-A dollar sign E rules, hundred G jewels Vacate places you don't even need shoes Same catz say stay up, prey for my day
package of crack So what's the reason for the dirty looks? Yo, check my name in your books Seem like every time I slap on my Starter cap And step for
arrest for that It's all good except for that - we still poor Money, power and respect is what we kill for, for real We survive, it's more than pride We stay