to get it on I'm like em athletic down to sweat Cause he gotta get it Cut, split it and wet it, servin me cause he loves to get it And it tastes so good
Long Beach boys in the hood Should anything go wrong and niggaz act shitty Remember fool this is Long Beach city, punk Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Well it
it Cut, split it and wet it, servin me cause he loves to get it And it tastes so good he'll never forget Believe me when I spit It's the part that moves
to get it on I'm like an athletic down to sweat Cause he gotta get it Cut, split it and wet it, servin' me cause he love to get it And it tastes so good
dream Whatever you want but you've gotta believe Go on, give it a try Go on, give it a try Go on, give it a try Go on, give it a try Her momma said
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I never will forget those nights I wonder if it was a dream Remember
I'm coming back when the aspects are right" And now I look in the paper each day Wonderin' what my horoscope will say Funky (oooo funky) I still remember
well, I can tell you My love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone Never will forget those nights I wonder if it was a dream
I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I never will forget those nights, I wonder if it was a dream
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I never will forget those nights I wonder if it was a dream
c'mon This is how we do it Money cash cars clothes Money cash cars clothes Boys and girls this is how we play Boys and girls this is how we play I'm
on this road to nowhere And you disappeared right up in the hills Like smoke up a chimney, girl, I go there Yeah, in my dreams I visit you still Ethylene
I'm never gonna give it up, fuck that I made a mil', but that ain't good enough Ocean and a beach so I can really live it up See, that's the life baby
it, be about it HEY) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Don't talk about it, be about it HEY) Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth, I'm the guard
You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7
the bird gang [Verse 2: Fabolous] What it look like, all I say it most Shooters waitin' on the word, just say it Los' I let these niggas live, I told
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit