Chorus. . It ain't yo cash yo, it ain't yo flow yo. I thought you should know, It ain't yo benz, it aint yo ice. It ain't yo, dough yo, another lost soul.
Chorus. . How many gonna raise they seed. How many gonna blow that weed. How many gonna slang that dope. When we know it's hope we really need. How many gonna make 'em bleed.
Have I told you lately that I love you. . Well if I didn't darlin' I'm sorry. Did I reach out and hold you in my loving arms, when you needed me. Now I realize that you need love, too, and I'll spend my life makin' up to you.
INTRO. . (LG) Edi Outlaw, what's up dude. (EDI) Not much dog, what's up Wise. (LG) Yo I'm chillin--Yo, I'm glad you could make it on this one. (EDI) No doubt I'll come for the truth, dog.
Sexy chica that'll pop the cris. . while they watchin' you lick your lips. And you can puff the lye and you can pimp and ride. and you can thug until the day you die.
Some folks say lucky me, I leave that to the charmes. . Car alarmes, gun fire heard by my moms. Had to be Elohim in the midst of the game. Made it out the fire, Wodie now we spittin them flames.
Chorus. . Get Ready Get Ready Get Ready--playa huh--Homie what. All U Thugs Get Ready--all da clubbs get ready--Bussin sluggs get ready--playa huh--homie what.
Verse 1 (D.C.P). . Ya'll boys try a dope deal dutchy sacks ready to roll cop a sack from. dred down there on 74 'lac fogged up like you been hit with a smoke.
Verse 1. . Let me holla at you true thugs. Fo da ones wanna dump slugs. On da corner where dey slang drugs. . Only God is thicker dan blood. Fo da sake of da luv.
Verse 1. . We here son. I'm tellin you thugs and fake ones. Don't blaze one. Just eat the bread that I break son. . Trying to stop me. Leavin stuck on phase one.
I ain't afraid to say, like you ain't afraid to hate. Wanna tell you face to face. Better turn or you won't see heaven's gate. . Wanna go to war with the Mormons.
Verse 1 :. Wait me. Can you look at me. Standing in the crowd but no serenity. I just fuckin messed up , hard to fuckin see. I need to grow up to make you proud of me.
I hear what you say 'bout me. I honestly don't believe. that I waste tears over your words. . it doesnt mean anything. but somehow it still stings. and oh my goodness - does it hurts.