, friend But when it's time to count the chips only the real will win The game of life is only fake and true But it's all about the dollars when the day
I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big league From the rollin' 60's
me within a inch of my life Now whips ain't all that she had All kinda crazy shit was at this bitch's pad I'm talkin' about latex suits, spike-heeled
was fly I hooked up with a new crew Some brothas that knew what the fuck to do You might call it a gang but we called it a set And it was our own thang
s house... Chorus To all my G's rock on [King T] The forbidden Gangland lyric get your ride on - when you hear it Player Haters fear it Get you right
: the club look jumpin, what about after? The car lookin fly, what about the driver? when the door lift up and it lay back down when it push back start and it
t love em, we doni??t love em, no, They just love us, they just love us, cuz we stack them Oi??s, Cuz we whip it, watch her whip it, when she whip it, All
on the warm floor Me beside you, softly kissing, caressing Make love to her while she's crying I could die now, and
I'll be the round about, the words will make you out 'n' out I spend the day your way Call it morning, driving through the sound And in and out the valley
'all Gonna go to church, y'all Gonna go to church, y'all Gonna go to church, y'all Gimme, gimme my loving Gimme, gimme my loving Gimme, gimme my loving
get it in, I get it in Me, I get it in, I get it in Now me, I get it in, I get it in Me, I get it in, I get it in Look as soon as I step in the club
That's why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelin's Your can find Joe crack at all type of shit Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit
low And you know I'm only in it for the gold All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars And I could pay you back with one good hand You can look around about
I apologize a trillion times Me and your daughter Got a special thang goin on (Got a special thang goin on) You say it's puppy love We say it's full
die, this'll be the day that I die Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When
to me one day I hope it will And that's that, sport, sport Pray I live to see the day when seven's happily married With kids, woe woe The world is movin
tub, poppin' bubbly Rubbin' your spot love, got you screamin Punish me But it don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked When I edited even Luke be like 'Don't stop, get it get it
just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business It forgot where it started So we all