Lyrics:
'em like this, they say "hey there boy all we need is one song"
"Shorten up that hook, we don't need it that long" Don't want to hear me cuss
Don't want
goddamn I don't feel like talkin'
Move
No you can't take a picture
You blowin' my high
Move
Yo where ya mama at
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Let me talk my shit man
I
me on my vacation?
Speakin' on the phone in an aggravatin' tone
Now I know what Michael meant by leave me alone
So I'm askin' who is it?
girl ridin
See me n my team
We comin through and we be smiling
I dont understand what you be talkin
What you hidin
Seems thats somethings up
By
on end, you hear me.)
[Verse 3]
Can't forget about my born pos' (Nope!)
Can't forget about my night gangs
Bet it all to the dice game (yea)
Bet I brawl
me hear ya, let
Uh, let me hear ya scream, I want some passion
Ooh, you know what I'm talkin' about baby?
Ooh, I want some passion
You got that baby?
sense (i don't hear you bro)
Fuckin with me I don't recommend (squad deep, whoa)
Hear you talkin shit but I came to get recognition
Never stoppin I
know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here
(Ya hear me?)
Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, be
Murder inc (shit) Holla
Murder
to let it out,
let it out, let it out, let it out
If u love sumone n let em go, ya know juz wat I'm talkin bout, talkin bout
Even though itz killing me
bastard, even you asking for me to be po-
Lite to people's like me having my teeth pulled
Nobody puts baby in the corner
I'm only tryna warn ya
'Cause
lamb
Hangin' from his ceiling, drippin' with a bed pan
I need meds, swear to God, 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I. ain't talkin' me off a ledge, man
"I just want hit me ah lick uh
I just want fuck on ya bitch uh
I just want extended clip uh
Sauce came wit the drip uh
I just want cop me ah watch
joint right here?
How many people recognize this song?
This shit right here is called "You Got Me", ya nawmean?
It's on our album which is called
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
you want is for me to hear ya voice,
Even if all the things you say is true, there's still no point,
For you to be trippin' like you are, it ain't that
snitched
I could neva see that
Talkin that they got statements on him
Hold let me read that believe that
Was gettin high off of life, about to relapse
Gud
You can get it Right noooow
Talkin all freaky when I see you
You better be ready
You can get it Right noooow
In the kitchen by the stove just like
Bop
We showed them love, don't care no more
Ya hearin' this?
We changed the score, now we gon' show 'em
Ya hearin' this?
They let me hang and I'm
Cuz im stackin up my dough
Me and my team we trynna make racks
We a bunch of wolfs we riding in packs
Man rap still talkin' bout crack
But when I spit
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
Woo
Come on
Woo
Uh, uh, woo
Uh woo
Come on
Wooh
Uh, uh uh
Man, I hear you niggas talkin
But you walkin the wrong way to really mean it
I
to cling to (cling to)
And heartaches are the friends
I'm talkin' to (but you got me now)
When I'm not thinkin' of just how much
I love you ('bout I love
and showin
Go psycho breakin backs like bolo
Give me the mic, a metamorphis ignite
I break down on a cat stand, I kill ya like a hitman
And come out kickin
But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac
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