Baby we can talk Talk all night if you want But if you feel you love me Please take it all Baby, in your eyes I can see that light I can read you want
we can eat away our fear (fear). Oooh. [Chorus] [Mary J. Blige:] There would be no self hate. We will know how to love everything about ourselves so we can
corner, block to block Witnessing nothing but bullshit, first hand Niggaz killing niggaz, know I'm saying Everybody killing niggaz, you know I'm saying But we the main mo'fuckers, killing us
(*talking*) It's going down, straight up I'm steady balling, shot calling I'm clowning em baby [Hook] Steady balling, tonight We gon ride while we sipping
t know We got the rap game petro Scared cause we bout to release Like heavy metal Nationwide, underground We running the ghettos Stealing all of ya fan base like we kleptos bi**h I can
, They Aint Bone Enuf To Come Fuck Wit Us, Bankhead Gone Buck Wit Us, Westside Gone Buck Wit Us, Atl Gone Buck Wit Us,U Think Fabo Aint Ready To Come
? It can't be over! It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme a drink. And tha haters can't stand it. They can't believe it. Bone
Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv [2Pac] they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is where my
lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me But I handle my business So lately I can handle my shady Kill 'em, but we
My niggas'll critically calm ya The bullets, they enter, they calm ya We steady be ready for drama - I'm willing to bet on my momma Before we leave this
the ghetto) Sure we be takin them chances While we search for the answers we be smokin them cancer sticks Police provokin muh'fuckers we dancin And we be dodgin them bullets
deal with it and you keep ballin? Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin? Baby we?ve been living in sin ?cause we?ve been really in love But we
with it and you keep ballin? Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin? Baby we?ve been living in sin ?cause we?ve been really in love But we
static if the crack fails So since we all talk the same slang Stop killin, my brother, cause we're all from the same gang [Michel'le] Don't you know we
niggas set goals I wanna know how many bullets can your flesh hold Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk