us fighting cause it's Tearin' up my mind I don't wanna loose you in my life You're the reason why I'm hurting deep inside I'm gonna make it last for life
us fighting cause It's tearing up my mind I dont wanna loose you in my life You're the reason why I'm hurting deep inside I'm gonna Make it last for
want it all that's why I strive for it Diss me and you'll never hear a reply for it Any award show or party I get fly for it I know that it's coming
we steal em [ ROUND 2: Randy Mac ] Knowledge and wisdom, it's a mystery I drop science for the ones who know it's me You say I'm dope, cool, it makes
prove would have been, lost it, but I got too much to lose say what you want about Joe but I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it
that's been my very last 'Cause I can get it back, watch me get it back Last 2 o 10 bricks, shit I'm cookin' that (Chorus) (Verse 2) My life's too real
how the thugs do it You know we get down and dirty Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me Let's get ready for war Last year we was humble
cause I know it won't last too much longer . When it's over, then I be a full-time soldier [I told you], if I make it out of the game with all my sanity
still they couldn't stop us Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it 'Cause I'm the last of the Dons, goddamn it I hear ya talking, but I don't
stopped me from writin rhymes It never stopped me from playin music, God, but it didn't mean I had to use it It was obvious, I had to give up the streets
Then do it for the troops It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute Sa-
' to sell your dreams Just trying to show you That's it's other ways to gettin' cream, to kissin' me Just go to school and make somethin' of Tour young life and watch it
2 (right here), Zone 3 Zone 4 (right here), Zone 5 and 6, but thats it. [Verse 1] For a nigga with a dream, Atlanta is the city, And they make it so
in Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it But they game is strong and they tongue is
of us. T for tech out to get the scratch, it ain't easy, bitch believe me. Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us. T for tech out to
weed Neva had it for, for a long, trust they need that Push your hand up in the air, recognize that I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for
and take it or make em suck it Tell em where to shove it straight up, you gon' make love to the world?or you gon' Fuck it?, The last time that life
'm so famous that it's ruined my rich little life, and I'm such a tortured artist. Let me make music about it and my tragic love life, am I on to something
