Lyrics containing the term: wanna+get+tired+of+you+by+young+thug — Page #11 (2025)

I ain't never had shitNot a pot to piss, window to throw it out ofSherm got me high get your ass in the showerTook one pull, shit told her it wasn't sourHit a double drum chant getting louder (chant getting louder)Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hourStart sucking dick bitch enough of the powderCome fuck with this bougie niggaCome fuck with this bougie niggaHigh fashion Ksubi niggaYou fuck with them booty niggas'Cause you fuck with them booty niggasNow Fergie all up in your groupie niggaReincarnation of Master FardElijah Muhammad reside in my heartDiss and I'll blow, and shouts from AllahKnowledge was born with science young lordTrippin' yourself is no valish young lordStudy your scriptures and follow your GodLife in the trap I know times will get hardI'll pick up your life just abide by the lordOr ride by the lordAbide by the lordAbide by the lordYou bout to get it from a generalI don't know if they can hear me thoughDon't you niggas ever bother trying to see me I'm a criminalOh lord once he's in the sight of the scopeI'ma let em have it, take em for a ride, damn he wants to make me set it offI'ma bury you muthafuckas without a coffinNever taking no shorts we never taking no lossesWhen your dealing with my crew, A$AP Bone yeah we bossesAnybody with a bone to pickIm gonna level my charge I'm damn sure to make it stickYou must be looking to suffer well I'ma make it quickGotta train, roll the ish that'll make ya sickIm here to wipe em out quicker than a pandemicBone came original now they get me can you dig itHell yeah they can dig it while I'm sitting on my throneSteady laughing at you niggas trying to get it, get it, get itMan I'm running till the end of thisAnd I don't give a fuck if I was 86'dA muthafucka play me like I'm CanibusIm ready for the battle like a Pagan isIm never gonna take it in and nobody can break it inAs-salamu alaykum for the baconAnd a little bit of coke I put the cake in and it's certified dopeHaving anything to do with it we sellingEvery rock that they can smoke so let's take a toke and Imma rake it inPillsbury the dough, to the dome, like I'm seeking through the soulLike I'm peeking through the soulBut I'm reekin like our reefer, rather keep up with her, goStraight to the droCreepin' on em, peeping on em, leave em in the zoneThey don't even really knowLooking on em, keeping on em, taking every foeFor the love of the money B gotta reap in what I sowBut I keep it what I knowFor the ending of the row gotta go will I goWhen I get it Imma know to follow my known foeMy caliber lock and load alabaster box when I cock and I crowGotta Glock and I'm Bone Thug where you wanna flowTo the clock and the time zoneSpirit gon fly all y'all niggas dead to the life force cyclonesRight now when they hydro while what about the well known CairoGot em stuck in the graveIm on the grind full time never rest to get paidA little hustlin' muthafucka put the brush to the faceI Cut the braids, hit the stage now they looking amazedI went from cookin the yay to hundred thousand dollar showsGotta bookin' today and ima split it with my brosGotta get it how we go come meet me with the prosNow I'm never gonna fold, watch the bank account growIf it ain't about dough then it ain't about jackAnd I'ma take it like i want it i ain't giving it backI get us in with a stack and then i get on attackIm like the tasmanian devil nigga bigger than ShaqCall the reaper get the shovel I'm a certified rebel in a league of my ownAnd that's a whole nother level, nothing's freeI never settle keep the pedal to the metalWhen them haters in my rear view, hello helloBurn, baby let it burnNow it's my turnI get in a nigga's system like a hundred viles of shermThen I kill em with 2 thousand words in 2 minutesYou never heard another nigga spit it like my niggasYeah, you heard em try to get with itBut couldn't get it quicker than the realestMan they think they can deal with thisAnd knock me out my rhythm, but I'm never gonna be the fuckin' victim'Cause I'd rather be the suspectHaven't I given them enough yetCan't they understand they ain't dealing with a punk bitchOne quick move and it's murderAnd I'm a serve a nigga exactly what he deservingA$AP, but wait a minuteI'm probably one of the sickest niggas that ever did itI'm in it cause I'm a win itI'm a muthufuckin' lyrical tyrantPivotal giant of this shitAnd I do way more, just twist the wordsYou better listen and observe, how I rip the verbNiggas get the nerve to run up on me, but my shits superbI'll probably hit a nigga once before he hit the curbSo get at me, I'm kinda trigger happyWhen it come to shootin' my giftI'm like a 44 magnum, Stag oneBackin' em up, body bag full of niggasWack raps, that's wack, so I'm stackin' em upKray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murda for emMurderous poet, I create a bloody murda poemSo when they run up on me nigga be ready to show emRedrum redrum redrum rum rumYo, before this projectWe'd like to thank the most highOn behalf of the A$AP Mob, Bone Thug and, all in attendanceKnowing that all things belong to thoseFor the cleanliness and the power the first in the nationTo prove who they areThrough infinity, through eternity, through time spanStanding one man, if you hold my hand, hold my hand(Make sure its a hand)With all things around me I will never winI won't win with angelsI won't win with the brothersI won't win with RomeI won't win with Sodom and Egypt(I keep corpse close to my home)Let us roll tell them why we did what we did, if we didIn Jesus name, Amen

We were best of friends since we were this high.So why do I get nervous every time you walk by?We?d be on the phone all dayNow I can't find the words to say to youNow what I'm supposed to do?

OkayFirst thing first, and for me that's n'sI floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp BenzIf I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get itIt's mine, so I know you gon' let me spend itMy clique made it known, we 'bout havin' thingsSport diamonds, so I know you gon' let us blingB.G., shut it down when I come throughThey say I'm wrong, but I know you gon' let me do what I doIf I got it, I ain't gon' hide it, I show mineI know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shineI know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote ironQuick to bust, and I know you don' wan' dieYou see eight Bentleys comin' on the late SundayI know you know that's Cash Money Millionaires comin'We be layin' it down, don't give a fuck, niggaWe're from uptown, so I know you gon' let us stunt, niggaI know you see the jewelry, it's berserk and on shineI know you see the bulge under the shirt, don't tryI know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stopI know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the DubsI know you see the thugs, you don't wanna see no bloodI know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stopI know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you better not open your mouth when I ride byI know you know this Lex GS on shineI spin through fast, wrist hangin' out the dropped JagBlindin' ya, I know you gon' let me act badI know you gon' let me go off, let me show my assI know you gon' let me show off, make haters madGot game to make your wife cheat, give me headFuck your husband for Geezy, I know you gon' break breadI know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept itYou don't, get wetted, I know you gotta respect itYou don't want Geezy bringin' drama to your setI know you don't want sis, mom, and daughter in black dressesPlease don't test me, you do, it get hecticI shoot for the head, don't depend on vestsNow on the up and up I'm every bad bitch choiceDon't be mad, I know you gon' let me be a Hot BoyI know you see the jewelry, it's berserk and on shineI know you see the bulge under the shirt, don't tryI know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stopI know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the DubsI know you see the thugs, you don't wanna see no bloodI know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stopI know you recognize we got the game on lockHoes say I'm nasty, I know you gon' let me slang woodSay I changed, I'm rich, I know you gon' let me be hoodI'm the same ol' nigga I was when I was brokeStill beef, so I know you gon' let me tote my .44Now you know what happened, tried to play me like a hoWe both can't live on this earth, one of us gotta goOn the real, when it come to shinin', I'm nothin' niceYou'll be blinded, and I know you don't like when I wear iceI know you gon' let me burn, I'm H-O-TI know you gon' let me be me, that's B.G.

I gave a girl a ride in my wagonAnd she crawled in and took controlShe was tired and her mind was a dragginAnd I said get some sleep we'll get on down that roadWell like a picture she was laying thereMoonlight dancing off her hairShe woke up and took me by the handShe's gonna love me in my Chevy vanAnd that's alright with meYeah her young face was like that of an angelAnd her long legs were tan and brownYou better keep your eyes on that road boyYou better slow this vehicle downCause like a picture she was laying thereMoonlight dancing off her hairShe woke up and took me by the handShe's gonna love me in my Chevy vanAnd that's alright with meYeah I put her outIn a town that was so smallYou could throw a rock from end to endA dirt road main streetShe walked off in her bare feetAnd it's a shame I wont be passing that way againCause like a picture she was laying thereThe moonlight dancing off her hairShe woke up and took me by the handWe made love in my Chevy vanAnd that's alright with meYeah like a picture she was laying thereMoonlight dancing off her hairShe woke up and took me by the handAnd we made love in my Chevy vanMade love in my Chevy vanAnd that's alright with me

I guess it's because his dad was a judge in the cityThey didn't want him in the pen with the thugs that could get himA jury of his peers said all was forgivenBut touch one of mine, right or wrong, I'ma kill themFill them with the lead like they put in Martin Luther King's headLike they killed Malcolm X, Edgar Hoover did thatYou can catch me in the hood where they shooting niggas atThey don't know if Neighborhood or the Hoovers did thatWhether Piru or VL's or GDs wit me weDown to uprise from the OG's to peeweesHome of the brave and free (Don't get it fucked up)Free just to murder me (If you ain't found something you're willing to die for, you ain't fit to live)Land of the beautiful (To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)Cursed by the hate we throw (I'ma die by mine)Is this the new national anthem (America, you created a monster that refused to beat noise, the ?

Da-daDa-daYeah, good jobI said, young man, sit down let me tell you how it's supposed to beHow they told meI said, young man, if you wanna make God smileMake plans, you've got to be readyYou don't understand, right now you're a young manYou 'gon have to stand for somethingBeautiful boy, got it from your mommaDamn she look good, you might get a sisterBy the time you get the picture, if you get a woman this goodGotta pay the systemAnd it's all rightAnd if you need to cry, you've got my permissionYou can do anything in the world if you listenLike a young manSit down let me tell you how it's supposed to beHow they told meSay, young man, if you wanna make God smileMake plans you've got to be readyYou don't understand, right now you're a young manBut you 'gon have to stand for somethingWe don't ever back down, don't back downWe don't have to act out, don't act outAnd even when you fall, don't stay downIf you need me around you know I stay downAnd anywhere you go, you can go your own wayIf you ask me how I know these things remember I once was aYoung man, sit down let me tell you how it's supposed to beHow they told meSay, young man, if you wanna make God smileMake plans you've got to be readyYou don't understand, right now you're a young manBut you 'gon have to stand for somethingSomeday somebodies gonna break your heart in twoAnd I'll be thereSomeday, you're gonna break somebodies heartThat's what we doOne day I'll be gone, but right now I'm homeNo, you'll never be aloneAnd maybe someday you'll be talking to your ownYoung man, yeahYou know your daddy's so proud of youMy little young manMama can't just get enough of youMy little young man, yeahYou know your daddy's so proud of youMy little young manI said, young man, sit down let me tell you how it's supposed to beHow they told meSay, young man, if you wanna make God smileMake plans you've got to be readyYou don't understand, right now you're a young manBut you 'gon have to stand for somethingIs it daddy?

I don't even wanna talk no moreLosin' your life, what for?Facin' a young muthafucker who putsIt down for the doughGet killed in front of your kidsGod forbid if it happen'Cause the shit I'm on now I'mTaking pass on us rappin'Gotta survive by myselfBut at the same time get wealthWon't put my gun on the shelfIt keeps me livin' like heavenBut when the shit jumps I'mReady 'cause I already knewYou better get us muthafucker 'foreWe come get youDeep in my heart I think thisShit's about to pop any momentTryna do me like my parentsBut I'm a tougher opponentThis nigga scaredMust be rusty and all I'm preparedFor all the dramaYou stayed with all them niggas you fearedYou fuckin' busta, musta let the evil or theMoney trap you and slapEvery second we comin' at youAnd you the last oneWhen no rocksis tryna cast oneGuess a young rider who would die forFuckin' blast of that thug passionClashin' on enemies passin'Gigglin' when they should'veBeen figurin' who would be the last oneLaughin' while I switch your wigI gotta ask y’all somethin'"Don’t y'all muthafuckers got kids?"

YeahCut it up, gimme a lightYeah, and by the way, niggaIt's Young MulaFirst LadyUh, yo, yoLet us begin with a bad lil' specimenBalenciagas, only things I be steppin' inPucci bathin' suits, only thing I'm dressin' in'Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteranGot-Got 'em writin love letters in they journalKeep 'em on they toes like a midget at the urinalBad-Bad-Bad-Bad-Bad-Bad as I wanna beShe ain't bad, she a sad little wannabeYeahFuck the bullshit It's big money poppin'Young Mula Yeah, just like that What up, young nigga?

Get money niggaYeah - aw yeahDedicate this one to all the hustlersthat get up every motherfuckin mornin and put they work inI see you - I see you boyI'm up before sunrise first to hit the blockLil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocksLearned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kickedNiggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-tedI put the nigga in his casketand now they covering the bastard in plasticI smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it countsTryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounceGettin ghost on the five-oh, fuck them hoesGot a forty-five screamin out surviv-alHey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yoand holla five-oj when I say soDon't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fencesNARC's on a nigga back missin me by inchesAnd they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-fivein the city where the little niggaz dieTell mama don't cry, cause even if they kill meThey can never take the life of a real GI'm gettin moneyI'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money Still on parole and I'm the first nigga servinPour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve itIf I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealinKinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killinDressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the blockjust a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the copsGettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no endsI'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a BenzI hit the strip I let my music buckdrinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuckRather die makin money, than live poor and legalas I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kiloI need money in a major wayTime to fuck my girl, she gettin paid today, ha hah haI live Thug Life and let the money come to meCause they can never take the game from a young GI'm gettin moneyI'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money Damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga doNow watch a young motherfucker pull the trigger tooRAISE UP, and don't let them see ya cryDry your eyes, young nigga time for do or dieI pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my GlockAin't no time for a nigga to even cock shitI done seen a motherfucker peep painat point blank range cause he slept on the gameAin't a damn thing changed, they shakin the diceNow roll em if you can't stand pain better hold emCause ain't no tellin what ya might rollYou might fold catch AIDS from a slight coldYou better live ya life to the fullestBe quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull itAnd even if they kill meThey can never take the life of a young GI'm gettin moneyI'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money

'Cause they don't even knowA million things run through my mind (Through my mind)You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time(You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time)Time goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyI feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lyeHopin' that it gets me highGot a nigga goin' crazyI feel fucked up in this bitchI smoked half a ounce to the head.

I'm 'bout sick and tired of this bar crowdI'll throw some money down if you want to step outYou've got me locked in, take my handCome be my queen, sitting up in my king ranchBet you'd look good on a two lane back roadBare feet on the dash, hand out the windowI want to ride all night, you sitting to my right'Til we get tomorrow shining in the headlightsI want to show you around this little farm townFind some places that we can't be found, girlJust wanna take my time, just you and me babyI wanna ride all nightIf this keeps going goodI'ma make a little stop by the creekLay you down in my truck bedSteal another kiss before we drive offI don't know what you did but I'm already goneI want to ride all night, you sitting to my right'Til we get tomorrow shining in the headlightsI want to show you around this little farm townFind some places that we can't be found, girlJust wanna take my time, just you and me babyI wanna ride all nightBet you'd look good on a two lane back roadBare feet on the dash, hand out the windowI wanna ride all night, you sitting to my right'Til we get tomorrow shining in the headlightsI want to show you around this little farm townFind some places that we can't be found, girlJust wanna take my time, just you and me babyI wanna ride all nightI wanna ride all nightI wanna ride all night

Bitch nigga, this is G-ratedPlus your homeboy won't make it, street game FugaziI'm elevated to the top of this shitDone fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitchAnd you can tell 'em "Thug Life" was the reason for thisAnd I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, I'm still ballin''Til the day I dieYou could bring your crew, but we remain trueMotherfucker, still ballin'Niggas wonder whyYou could bring your crew, but we remain trueMotherfucker, still ballin'Now everybody wanna see us deadTwo murdered on the front pageShot to death, bullets to the headNiggas holla out my name and it's similar to rapeMotherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their gravesWatch, swoop down with my nigga from the Pound'Cause Trick don't give a fuckWhere you coward niggas now?

I want the money, money and the carsCars and the clothes, the hoes, I supposeI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulDrizzyAw yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel yaThey be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliarI get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realerJust enough to solve your problems, too much'll kill yaAnd when I leave, I always come right back hereThe young spitter that everybody in rap fearA lot of y'all are still sounding like last yearThe game need change and I'm the motherfuckin' cashierNickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bedQuarters of the kush shape the lines in my headTake my verses too serious, you'll hate me'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HDYeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for itDiss me, you'll never hear a reply for itAny award show or party, I get fly for itI know that it's coming, I just hope that I'm alive for itI want the money, money and the carsCars and the clothes, the hoes, I supposeI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulYeah, I want things to go my wayBut as of late, a lot of shit been going sidewaysAnd my mother tried to run away from homeBut I left something in the car and so I caught her in the drivewayAnd she cried to me, so I cried tooAnd my stomach was soaking wet, she only five-twoAnd Forty, that was all before I showed upAnd brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got poured upDamn, my reality just set inAnd even when the Phantom's leased, them hoes wanna get inI do a lot of things hopin' I never have to fit inSo try to keep up with my progress, it's like a dead-endMy girl love me, but fuck it, my heart beats slowAnd right now the tour bus is looking like a freak showAnd life change for us every single week, soIt's good, but I know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want theMoney, money and the carsCars and the clothes, the hoes, I supposeI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successfulI just wanna be, I just wanna be successful(Aight, well uh, aight, we'll just fuckin' figure it out)(Young boy figure it out, you know what you're doingTaking it to the top, all the way to the topYou need to go for the money, and not the honeyYou know what I'm saying?

[Layzie Bone]Bone Thugs-N-HarmonyA yo we aint always been accepted like this till (Listen to the wind blow)A nigga got dat GrammyOpen the door nigga,Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike JonesYou can ask my homiesI'm memba back in the days they didn't want meNow I blew up they all on meThey smiles phonyIts hard to determine who really is rich or which of these niggas is fakeThey tryna eat out of yo plateAnd you cant get a breakNow how much can you takeFor heavens sakeI cant wait they gone be(Listening to the wind blow)[Krayzie Bone]Sittin' back blowin' on indoWaving wit my middle finger hangin' out the window lets rollGet yo muthafuckin' hand out my pocketNow they wanna be wit a niggaFeel like we partnasNigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged usNeva did call usWhere was yo promiseBut now we ridin' by(Listening to the wind blow)[Wish Bone]Nigga to the real to the setsWhen it comes to the streetsLivin' peace so it can beat like a drum from the ghettoGive all peace wont let is goSay we wouldn't make itNow we some of the greatestBumpin' through the trunk and yo ra yo radioooo[Chorus:Repeat x2]Yo don't love me nowAnd you'll never love me again(You cant) you cant say itYou would never?

The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveliThat's it! all these motherfuckers stole from meI'm takin' back what's mineLaughing you motherfuckers can't stop meEven if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin' problemDo you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?

They started out blue like an East Tennessee, June skyFull of small town innocence Guarded by a picket fence perfect till I drove byYou were looking for a way out and I was on my way girlOnce you love a cowboy you'll never be the sameI know right now you think this is itBut I'm gonna leave you withNeon eyes, dollar in a jukebox heartacheDrinking off a dive bar highwayThick smoke soaked up in tequilaTold you I'd leave ya with neon eyesDancing with a ghost on the dance floorNever really gettin' what you came forLonely lips sipping on a margaritaGirl, I'd hate to see ya with neon eyesRight now they're glowing like the cigarette we just sparkedAw, but I've seen this scene before Like the lights on a liquor storePretty soon they'll go darkI know you're tired of all the same shitThat's why you think you want thisI can show you first-hand, girlWhat you wish you'd a missedBut if you won't take it from meI guess you're gonna have to see throughNeon eyes, dollar in a jukebox heartacheDrinking off a dive bar highwayThick smoke soaked up in tequilaTold you I'd leave ya with neon eyesDancing with a ghost on the dance floorNever really getting what you came forLonely lips sipping on a margaritaGirl, I'd hate to see ya with neon eyesNeon eyesI don't wanna be the one to say I told you soJust let me push you away before you get too closeI can't go and make up your mindAnd I don't wanna be the reason behind thoseNeon eyes, dollar in a jukebox heartacheDrinking off a dive bar highwayThick smoke soaked up in tequilaTold you I'd leave ya with neon eyesDancing with a ghost on the dance floorNever really getting what you came forLonely lips sipping on a margaritaGirl, I'd hate to see ya with neon eyesNeon eyesNeon eyes

I'm at the freaking paradeI'm watching caramel bitches playGet with real niggas bullshittingNever get your payThis is the dream of a young black teenI think hoes cross-country likeA greedy crack fiend now come on!

Flow 'round by the wind(Flow motion)Flow 'round by the wind(Flow motion)[Layzie Bone]Ride wit meRide wit meWho is that cun wit the tongueLike the double X wardTalking out the neckLike we wouldn't push forwardWe murdered you niggasAnd rap suckasWhile you niggasAnd we leave our competitionLike where was none for usShit got boardBack the to hood to the thugs and fiendsSold crack in the hoodTook my moneyAnd my TrophiesAnd my Plaques back to the hoodNiggas weren't going out Hollywood not boneWe keep it guttaThuggish, ruggish from the 99My paper hustleBeen around the world a couple of timesCheck the recordYou can see I am work-in double timeGive 'em something they can feelWhen I'm on the grindLet the gangstas rideIn the summa time shine real brightIf you wanna get downLet the top back slowTake a drag of the droFlippin' hard time nowYou can burn that now[Chorus]I Flow when I goIn flo' mo', In Flow motion(Flow 'round by the wind)I Flow when I goIn flo' mo', In Flow motion(Flow 'round by the wind)[Krayzie Bone]Try and keep up to the rhythmOf the nigga really figga you handleI'll make you an example sampleWhen I stomp on theseSome niggas at randomClear motherMend the anothaTo get the phantom familySee me and I got toRun in hood, while they run aroundThey coming at chaWit a sound like thugnessStrike like lightin'Hit em and they wonderWhere they atNow all them Thuggish Ruggish niggasCome from bone boneNever be anotha fagThat can fuck wit them thug BrothasThey all the sameThey talk a lot but never got the balls to playNiggas better notLook at all this weightNo not this wayBut if they ever fizzle to the GristleBlow the whistle,On the swizzle its officialAnd we backTo get it crackin'In the middle of the actionWe got ch'you in flow motion[Chorus][Wish Bone]Point your fistPull your pistolPut cha finger in the middleI'm a show youHow to disrespect a issueFaggot niggaLet me loose fuck a LawsuitI gotta get em lay 'em upSome whereWe cap spinnin'You gon' get 'emHospital RehabHe alright one to the chestOne to the knee capI'm a keep it rawSo you know you better back offTwist said get emSo you know we bout to bite chaFS stepped upFear when we roll upEvery body roll upEverybody toast upGet it twist a niggaPay attachin' to when you leaveWit your grill-lessAnd feelins' hurtAnd shirt fulla dirtNigga we work wit witch-itI'm a bust a nigga be firstBack again gotta be heardHad a intermission but its so goodIts so good back the flow motion on 'em?

(Uncle Snoop Dogg.) Yo' whats up, whats up. (Could you read us a bedtime story?) Alright, alright. Y'all get my ash tray, get my lighter. I'm a read y'all a gangsta bedtime story.

She ride for a nigga and she stand up for himBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a niggaRide through the streets with freaks and real niggasShe never understand what it's like to be a manKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a niggaAnd you don't wanna let her downBut you too young for the settle downAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love aboutWhen you can't live with her and you can't live withoutOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on meStripper saying"Baby, why don't you throw these bands on me?"

You slip when I'm high, pullin' my ticket, nigga you die, soldierFour killas we creepin' and comin' to hurt ya, mo' murdaBetter pack that five fiveI'm feelin' like killin' you dying toniteYou don't wanna hear that Glock popWhen the Glock pop pop don't stopWe all about murda mo'Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let goWe straight from ClevelandClack back nigga ya bleedin'You don't wanna fuck wit' BonePullin' that chrome now nigga get goneIf you wanna die, byeSee you in the gutter let mama cryWatch Mo Thug Killas pump pumpPut 'em in the ground with his head blown goneMo' murda, mo' murda, mo' murdaMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againMo' murder, mo' murder, come, come againEternally thugstas dieWill I die of murda now?

"I Get Around," and I'm haunted by my "Temptations"Sexual participation, my motivationEven though I like the way you work itYou don't deserve it cause you walk around actin' like you perfectTook a while but I finally got it, and like a boss playerBitch you ain't doin' me no favorsFair exchangeOnly one thing that you, can do, for meBaby you can treat me right, we can do it all the nightNothin' more than our fair exchangeHit my G-spot and make, me scream, your nameYou can get whatever you want, I got what I want and goneNothin' more than our fair exchangeNow yo' attitude ain't realisticYeah it's true I'm gettin' pussy, but baby you gettin' dick!

"Are you ready ladies?All right let's hear your tone on bridgeSing!" women harmonizingCrossin the bridgeBrooklyn invented gully, gold frontsLow hoodies young girls develop fullyRun up on you snatch your goodiesWhen we say run it that's a stick-up niggaGive it up!

I moved on for the betterYou moved on to whoeverI was down for whatever and then someYou gon' make me late to work againOohBetter day than yesterdayOohI just take it day by dayOoh-oh-ohNever hearing what they sayOoh-oohI just do it my wayAll I got is these broken clocksI ain't got no timeJust burning daylightStill love and it's still love, and it's still loveIt's still love, still love, still love (still love)It's still love, but it's still love (still love)Nothin' but love for youNothin' but love (nothin' but)Nothin' but loveI don't eat, can't sleep past 9 AMHeartbeat make me feel young again (like I feel, like I)Can't beat 'em just join the party (come and join the party)I don't wanna, don't need nobodyAll that I've got, pieces and pagesTalking a lot, sorry, I'm fadedThink I've forgot, you love meYou love meYou love meYou love meYou love me(You love me)