Your arms That's what I want That kind of love Love that will not leave Use me or deceive One I know I can trust Love that will not bring me down And
in Your arms That's what I want That kind of love Love that will not leave Use me or deceive One I know I can trust Love that will not bring me down
nigga tryin to rap now! Oh yeah, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit
on whatever coast, grindin', blowin' heavy smoke Him you better tell 'em 'fore, won't hesitate to let him go They know I put that green light on them
cry 4 Tracy because he was my only friend Those kind of cars don't pass u every day I used 2 cry 4 Tracy because I wanted to see him again, But sometimes
now for wealth Together forever still one of a kind Got love for the thugs that grind (All the way) [Verse 4: Bizzy] They tellin me I was the one that
up with the C4, backdoor Nigga, let Stack go I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love Better let dogs loose, got him, hold him up And
't budge or move it Sucking and fucking, man she loved to do it I bust 4, 5, 6 nuts in her mouth, when she come to my house I know that's my bitch and
smell? Life is hell, till you drop a gem Now Bubba got hoes, jocking him Not 'cuz he cute, 'cuz he got that loot Wear polo suits and that's hot to them
another individual, my spirit is a part of this That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical I'm not
my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me I'm out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that
like that girl I argue with Keisha, I aint like that girl You jumped, right out the car, to fight that girl You beat her ass you aint have to bite that
vein with my cain-is Do love your brother, do show kindness Do speak the truth, deal in refinement Love God, or there'll be iron flyin at you From
're goin' wearin' a cross, that's real Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin'
, And I want you to know one thing, this isa?¦ Verse 1 a?? Suffa Hilltop, that's where the blood runs, Thick, it's where kings bury there loved ones,
