right!) Mr. Producer (yo, youknowhatI'msayin) why are you so mad? Yo, Iiiiiii, I'ma I'ma keep it real simple for you Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggaz
I had a girl that would've died for me Didn't 'preciate her so I made her cry for me Every night she had tears in her eyes for me Caught a case, shorty took the whole ride for
don't listen Why must you be hard headed Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though Ya know, grrrrrr Uh One two one two, come through run through Gun who
't hide a heartbreak When you can't stop these tears from fallin' down So what do you do? What do you do after love? After love, after love, after love, after love
hard for me to love you You makin it so damn hard for me to love you [Diddy] I know it's hard to love me that don't mean I don't love you Hey
Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly
ain't fly But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy Or we ain't try, or we ain't drive The judge said, "Not guilty" and he ain't lie Niggas need
half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for
't see But you wanna be, you ain't shit to me Playa, it ain't hard for you to get to me Playa, my real dogs they'll spit for me So if you want what's
, or fo'-deep in a old school Lookin for the hoes, at a club - full of drunk fools (WHAT WHAT WHAT?) Who wanna get it krunk non-stop (WHO YOU WIT? WHO
I want is somebody who's gonna love me for me Somebody I can love for them All this money don't mean shit If you ain't got nobody to share it with Love
made you love Now you wanna change the subject I ain't sweating that animosity I'm deading that Instead of rap Imma smack you dead in your trap I don't
hero (uh huh) I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh) You can't tame Lloyd
here Is something you can have for years Hey Mama, won't you come here to Papa? You don't like the way your tata's lookin' at Shada? In a 600 ain't no