Lyrics:
yours is mine for a dolla sign
I blame the grind, I was outt'a line
I'm reminiscing on what niggas did
For big rewards, you took a bigger risk
They
to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding
I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
*bang*
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both
the girl I left behind me
I mean he...I mean me...
What did I have that I don't have?
What did he like that I lost track of?
What did I do that I
behind me
I mean he...I mean me...
What did I have that I don't have?
What did he like that I lost track of?
What did I do that I don't do the way I
gone
Pls Pick up your phone
And Tell me what i did wrong
Girl pls can you speak
Can you talk can you tell me what the hell did I do wrong
All I did was
That's just what it is
Back before my grandma popped the pills
I played the streets, shit got me gettin' ill
These bullets burn like gonorrhea
So you don't
our love go (Where did our love go wrong)
Where do I go from here
Where do I go from here
Now that you disappeared
Now that you disappeared
[Rap]
for you
I said I'd do this for my culture
To let y'all know what a nigga look like in a bulletproof Rover
In my mama's sofa was a doo-doo popper
Until you played with my emotions and you made me cry
What you do to me
Can't take what you did to me
Now I see that you've been doing wrong
You
Until you played with my emotions and you made me cry
What you do to me
Can't take what you did to me
Now I see that you've been doing wrong
You
Until you played with my emotions and you made me cry
What you do to me
Can't take what you did to me
Now I see that you've been doing wrong
You
cry
What you do to me
Can't take what you did to me
Now I see that you've been doing wrong
You played me all along
And made a fool of me, baby
You got
Until you played with my emotions and you made me cry
What you do to me
Can't take what you did to me
Now I see that you've been doing wrong
You
what is wrong
Fucking kill me
Fucking kill me
Tell me that you love me when you do not know the real me
I know it's pretty hard to be sane in a world
and K's with 'em, too
And they will gladiate all day, what it do (what it do)
RIP to the trillest that did it
To my G's on lockdown, acquitted
Think I
to the booth, It's my therapy from mental scaring
From the hell when I dwelled in an L.A. projects
Ever since the day the streets be callin'
Do what it takes
50 Cent?
And it's still Free Meech, love him if he right or wrong
But the streets wanna know, do we really get along?
If you askin' me, nigga,
the love we made was great
Never thought I would see the day
When you would slip away, run off with somebody new
I tried to understand what I did wrong
me
And since my pops never knew me
My family didn't know what to do with me
Was I somebody they despise? Curious look in they eyes
As if they
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
couldn't believe it
I'm confused, like what did we do
Kid Allik dumb as hell, told the cook man keep making my food
The cop said there was an armed robbery
tongue, no holy rambles, don't soundright,
No holy samples, don't burnright no holy brambles
I do what i can do, cause thats all i can do,
while my soul
I lived for these moments with you
Inside, Harley sit's in front of
The Joker in a
Straitjacket as she takes something
From her purse what do you got?
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