Fire In Ya Eyes Lyrics - Protege Of The Game - Cyssero

[Sample:] 

Love is as well gone 

As sunny sunny days 

[Hook x2: Game] 

Yeah I'm addicted to slugs 

I can tell by your pearl handle you know how to treat a thug 

I see the fire in ya eyes every time we hug 

and I know sometimes you just wanna be rubbed, I'm in.. 

[Sample] 

[Ya Boy:] 

Yeah! 

I know you don't like the word mama 

But you my bitch. That's how it is.. 

Hey 

I see the fire in ya eyes half evil half sexy I 

Love to take it down every night if ya let me I admit 

Baby girl I have my eyes on you 

Hopin that one day I can flip the pies on you 

Since you down south show you what that rock could do 

Come back rich, yeah nigga that's my proof 

I, hold the gauge you can hold the twenty-two 

Nigga run up on Ya Boy baby you be shootin' too 

Fuck Bonnie and Clyde mama, we much deeper 

Ya Boy love dough and you the toppings on my pizza 

The heater to my ether, my beautiful senorita 

And I knew you was my bitch from the first, moment I seized ya 

And just like, every blunt needs some green 

Every gun needs a beam, every thug needs a queen 

She suckin me up, I be sippin the bub 

Had to pinch myself, nigga, I think I'm in.. I'm in.. 

[Hook x2] 

[Cyssero:] 

Shit.. Fuck.. That's how it go.. 

Lemme show ya man.. ?? .. That's my bitch man. 

First time I held her, the first time I banged her 

First time I made her bust, first time I aimed her 

Me and her the oh six (06) Bonnie and Clyde 

And I call her Nino Wesson when there's drama she ride (ah ha) 

And it's gutter hell, it's just me and my bitch 

Like Ready to Die, track number twelve 

Yea that's wifey: sexy, chrome and black complexion 

Got me gettin erection 

She chill on my hip, when I play the strip wit her 

Show her how much I love her when I stick my clip in her 

I get chips and dip with her 

Then the shit'll get ugly if I'm doin ? wit her 

Menage a toi, double the action 

Real street niggaz know I be double the slappin 

And to my main squeeze, believe me 

The Fire in ya eyes, will have me squeeze on a man Eazy[as in Eazy-e or Lil' Eazy e] 

[Hook x2] 

[Game:] 

Night after night.. 

lookin through that glass window wishin you was mine 

Wishin I could hold you.. 

Just wanna squeeze the life outta you.. 

I remember in '96 when we met, you got the best of me 

I had an appetite for destruction, you had the recipe 

Told me the last motherfucker chose his destiny 

One in the head, execution style, so I'm guessin 

He ain't know you was special, misused you and abused you 

Put his hand around your neck, squeezed harder when you refused 

To open your mouth, give him everything you got 

I see the fire in ya eyes and in a nigga the shot 

I guess what I'm tryin to say is that I like you a lot 

You let me hold you like he hold you we take over the block 

Go from the dope spot to the CL drop 

You like it I love it, now me and you callin the shots 

Remember yesterday when we rocked 

You told me you wished you could've been there when Pac got knocked 

Tonight we goin to the range, that'll get you hot 

Wear your pretty dress, the one with the infrared dots 

I'm in.. 

[Hook x2]