Is this just a dream? Don't wanna change a thing about you And all my lonely days Seem so far away without you You say you're so happy now And you say
Yeah, yanahmean? Just some for all my niggas in the hood They always ask me, what I got to say to the youths and Yanahmean, when I do these interviews
collect my dough in one day Book rock and collect my dough at one show False looks, Memph let one go from the floor [Memphis Bleek] Yo, yo Well I'm known
Chilly chill It's gangsta, turn the music up, uh, ch'eah Yeah, we back on that gangsta, gangsta shit Shit, they just wanna play the motherfuckin' game
DJ Clue New Memphis Bleek Understand what this shit right here is about Understand what this shit right here is about From Marcy Understand me, yeah,
Yo yo [verse 1- memph] I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit Tote big guns, with all types of clips See those cars I be in, all types of whips
't stop 'til they wrap me up Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up R.O.C. Bleek come on nigga, back me up Yeah yo, aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this
All my fans askin' me an' shit "Yo, Bleek, what you be doin' On your spare time an' shit?" This what I do man, check how I do, yo I gets high, rollin
Yeah, yo ay yo, you niggas know the Memph stay high and shit Eleven hundred on sunset burn the strip trying choose which freak Can drive the whip you
R O C, Memph Bleek Jigga man, Missy, Twista, Sho' nuff Yeah, yo Don't get mad at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace
Like y'all built like that Y'all niggas betta pick up a basketball, or somethin' Y'all niggas ain't ready for this shit If a nigga know the Memph I ain
This for my thug, thug Drug, drug And guns, guns Come on, come on Come on, it's the roc nigga Yo, yo Ayo niggas wanna hate me cause I run thugs Show
Turn that motherfucker louder It's the Roc in this motherfucker, biotch Oh yeah, bounce, uh uh, bounce Yeah, yeah bounce, come on Oh come, on bounce,
shit goes down I'm with the robberies, holdin' banks up This pretty young thing gonna keep it gangsta what? Uh huh yeah, Amil lion wha what? Amil lion, Memph
There's been heartache and pain In my life there's been heartache and pain I'm still that regular, cetera cat, from the street Thuggin' it, lovin' my life as memph
G-yo, g-yo Aiy yo I'm back wit' it, still tote the gat wit' it Still got it locked, I sold some crack wit' it Who could fuck wit' it? Not a soul, I'm
Yea, serious Aiyyo, this time it's for my family, we ride or die It's in the blood till the death, now aim for the sky My fo' blow for sure, for dough
' Ayo, you know the wife, she the type you ain't seen duke She love a thug when he dressed in them jean suits Wifebeaters, with that ice that blin' duke She know the Memph