work it out [Verse 1:] Uh, five so right, I tell you I gotta get it Grew so tall though I used to be a midget And we go, got stylo Bookin' agents so
amazing, are the three L.I. brothers from a other way of thinkin Hey your lady's winkin, I think you need to control that whore or I('ll) have to hold
I do what I must do When rappers get beside themselves, that's when I bust two Or three, see it doesn't matter to me Cause the W-H-I-P's got an army Whipper
the Game [VERSE 2:] Ridin' low Layed back in the seat when I creep That's just how I roll With some fresh nice ones on my feet That's it goes And I'm
You Do Eight, I Want You Here With Me, Seven Days Of The Week, Six If I Let You Go I'm A Fool,Cuz Boy Theres Only One You, Five Said I Never Wanna Let
even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?! [Chorus - repeat 2
ya details I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth And I never say names, I wouldn't waste a verse Off of the top I'm hot, and when they dare me to write
a key or speaks in a rhyme And those motherfuckers he runs with, The kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, How do they do it?! [Chorus x2
Chorus] I can try my way (I'm lost) I can't find my way (lost) I can't find my way (I'm lost) I can't find my way (lost) I can't find way? [Game - Verse
, you know what it is Everything I do, I do it big Yeah ah ha, screaming that's nothin When I pull out the lot, that's stuntin I rep my town, when you
, I'm Derek Fissccher shit Long as I'm on the starting five I'ma get it in Cause I promised the city of Compton I would get it in I was outcasted andre
ask for Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten tennis chains That's how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a thang He green as spinach just another lame
's ten years I told Buck in '05 I catch 50 let me tie up my Air Max '95's Told you niggaz when I met you I'ma rider And if I got a die I'd rather homicide
Dude me? Naw truly, might lose your lives They say I've, got 2K2 covered like A.I. [Chorus] [JT] I know ya, love to watch me, 'specially when I'm lookin
nine, come through and blast I return shots like Arthur Ashe You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies Fuck bein sorry, it ain't nuttin but a gangsta party And I
Nigga I'm a hazard like Michael Jackson in khakis Touch kids but I do that with a semi-automatic With or without traffic I pull my shit out and blast it I