I see you standing there in the back of the room I can't talk to you so I wrote this tune It (a) goes woah...a woah oh... Sitting in my room real late
goodbye Kept it a hundred with you..What give you the right to lie? We in two different spaces, and you done turned Gemini Completely changed faces You wouldn?t understand even if we trade places
me see your hands please We makin' noise like a stampede So much smoke up in this bitch you can't breathe Somewhere where it's sandy, Cali or Miami This the only way
a hopte to a foreign, I'm ballin' it's all or nothin' Treat my feet with' designer to fine sneak's when I leave my home Only place you catch me walkin
in a pinebox, until I see Z-ro in one Ain' no future in front, and I'm scared to be decease But it seems like the only way a guerilla-mobb gangsta gone
we do yeah Club hoppin' No stoppin' Only way to keep the party poppin' Keep goin' 'till we wear out the floor Then we're out the door Club hoppin' no stoppin' Only way
-YIT!! Look at the ass on that bitch! Look at the titties!" [Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy."] [Verse 1] [FKI] There's only one place
place [Chorus] x2 (What's goin' on) Another gunshot rings (What's goin' on) Another siren rings (What's goin' on) Another mother cries (What's goin'
, and you was, ready to die Why you bullshittin, niggaz was dyin and catchin cases Bustin my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places Leavin no
lick it and even worse Got your heart set on me goin first, and that ain't no fair exchange [Chorus: Mya] Only one thing that you, can do, for me
all night Only got fucked by a drug dealer Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga (haha) Though I like the way you scream when you lovin me I'm goin
and shake niggaz The only way to see six figures, is break niggaz Me and Musolini set to ride we high Big Bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us way
you answer my call, if I page ya Got me goin wild with anticipation Face to face with us locked up in strange places, what will it take Cause the
And why I do it - the ridin and smokin Collidin with foes - in the worst place; y'all shouldn'ta fucked with us ,in the first place Y'all real O.G.'
alot of places. And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face When I gave her the keys to her own house. This your land. Your only son done became
my heads swollen I'ma needle in the vein spittin' the daily dosage Like T.O. I scream on encroaches If the game plan ain't goin' my way, I threaten to
you hit me Cause nigga if you miss me I'm a have to draw my gat And take yo ass way back, cause way back way back in the days I used to beat dope fiends
