don't make it hard for me) don't make it hard for me to love you babe (don't make) don't make it hard for me no need for jealousy don't make it hard
them off (Shit! The power's out) The tape is off Yo who target it from arsonists? Paper make pens filled with arsenic I got hoes that don't know what
a tree stump, out there Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen
stump, out there (Chorus) Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can
said clap you hands to the beat Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop We in this
know, I wrote a little poem about it and I really hope you like it So have your mother read it to you and if you guys like it you can write me back
if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total
make them niggas shoot it out with NYPD And every fucker that didn't buy my CD I'd stab the revolution in their neck with an IV See me, own the world,
Make your move cowboy this ain't Hollywood You got the business's in the hood, INGLEWOOD Weeeeeee We got dirty cash for weed yeah, yeah Something for the streets, for
It's always good to have a little change in your life ain't that right Pras? (That's right baby) Yo, hahaha that's right well let me run it, check it
uh we getting down for the fuck of it So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump [Repeat 1] [Redman] Yo when my gat spit it hospital son admitted Rip
to the beat (To the beat) Uh huh 'n' you don't stop Uh huh 'n' you don't stop Uh huh 'n' you don't stop Uh huh 'n' you don't stop We in this great
your idol's Title You're on some buck shit I keep the women fiending for my smooth shit My rhymes are mad thick And yours are dead as a ??? stick Fuck it Bus it I like it
, It's become a part of us even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing
the hood real gangsters and make 'em famous Langley Virginia, where my connect for cocaine is I'd make everybody fuckin have the world darkening I make
to the beat, to the beat Uh huh and you don't stop Uh huh and you don't stop Uh huh and you don't stop Uh huh and you don't stop We in this Great Lakes
(feat. Casual, Del) Utilizing all we know True to life and Ten-Four I read you Your see through I don't believe you It ain't what your skin hides that
