/ and this time I thought to dream of your eyes shut / the only one I see is you / there is no way to see this through / outside open / I have controlled
that pussy, I-I bring her to my bedroom And pop that pussy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin' Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby A-and we don't want
scene right before the cops and the Swats came with the triple beam Uh, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out Don't squeal [
But Queensbridge, we gotta have unity They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild it They say, the bridge
bottle and learned to speak A squid drank a bottle and became a freak A lion drank a bottle and forgot how to growl A horse drank a bottle and fucked
niggaz would go astray Although we pray and we pray and we pray We do but still wanna make the loot No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard We
the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more And I know they got a cure for this shit We ain't rich irst we lost Eazy Then we lost Pac, Biggie got killled
These directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona When we arrive, we'll cop a place we can bunk And meet my boy in the mornin' For details and hook-up
perfect And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more [Bridge-Big B] See we loosin this world we love And it looks like the sinnin won't end
, we do this for a livin' even if we don't get paid, we still be out here trippin'/ Cause that's the Thugs way, and if ya got a problem I suggest you
I'm young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick Because we livin' in a concentration set And everyday, we face to face with death I seen my homies go and come And
of the trama is killing me. Pain cant swim, thats why I drown in that Hennesey. Tired of the enemy, runnin to your crib, Slumped you in your fireplace, and have
Im pinchin this o And that one get split and het broke into halves And this one his o And that one is his And this o im baggin and this one This
in traffic Im pitchin this o That one get split and broke to halves And this one his o And that one is his And this o im baggin and this one This o
and out of him we'll make a movie We all that we can be, respect the army and salute we [Verse 4 - Gudda Gudda] Yeah, Young Money army we marching We
