t hear me I got these niggas yackin' in my face about some shit that never took place And what you see is what you get that's what he told me I peeped
out mashin, me and my girlfriend Chorus: Tupac All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my
Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti Be careful don't let the transit cops see me It ain't nuttin
is how monster's function.. Leave me aloneee.. I ain' fuckin' with nobody.. [Verse] Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo Have me casin
me Soo-oooh-ooooooooh [50 Cent] Yeah They can't do it how I do it, I'm #1, I knew it I thug, do my thang, and gangsters bop to it It's hit after hit,
date, promise me you'll come and see me Even if it means you have to sell ya mama's TV I love you, love me back, no one said lovin' me'd be easy [Hook
gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 2 - The Game] I
't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking with me
anyway Fuck all y'all!! My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT! Whattup homie For bitches who don't know me ... They wanna blow me
you up, you know how this shit go - hoe [Tony Yayo] Hey yo, my truck talk for me If I was bummy and ugly Your bitch'll still have love for me As long
'll come to a club To try to show you they a thug, instead of showing some love Now, what you think you chump me, If I let you bump me When I'm about
328 with chrome BB's she said she seen me in the Onyx video on TV she liked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me. [Chorus] [Verse Two
[50 Cent] She loves me, she loves me not (yeah) She loves me not The fiends need me I aint around, they bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweats, watch them
me? Whoa...if money's gonna make me slam these hoes..then alright. [Verse 1:] Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons, talk to me, how's life
from living lavash, I'm established, so the carriage will come I'm in the clouds you won't see me on the train I travel first class you don't even got a TV
underground critics say that I'm the best that did it Even though they shitted on my last hit-it I don't get it, Sony pimped me up in a week And now my
me If mama's mockingbird don't sing well, Then daddy won't buy her no diamond ring Dear God, will you send me a child? Oh God, will you send me a child