YOU'VE LOST MY RESPECT Say you've got a right And who am I to say But when you do drugs You get in my way I'm not gonna Waste my breath on you I'll let
You've lost my respect.. Say you've got a right And who am I to say But when you do drugs You get in my way I'm not gonna Waste my breath on you
worry Married to the money, a true love story Only God can judge me, I don't need a jury Nothing standing in my way, like nothings my security Back to my
USA Where my west side girls at? And where my east side girls at? Yo, where my north side girls at? And where my down south girls at? Yo, where my
murderers because we kill time she saw Dr.carter and now she feel fine (GUDDA GUDDA) i loke the way you walking if you walking my way im
guess I'll make my own way It's a circle, a mean cycle I can't excite you anymore Where's your gavel? Your jury? What's my offense this time? You're not a judge
a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money thieves, steal your love and leave I like the way you walk and if you walking my way I'm that Red Bull
kitchen table had my first meal, And at that same kitchen table seen my first mil, In that same backroom I seen my first half, And in that same backroom opened my
Convict Akon and Young Jeezy Tryin' to take it easy Only way to go and so If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin
Cruisin' for a bruisin', I'm talkin' no crap Pipe bomb in my trunk, got a nine in my lap I'm layin' for a sprayin', tonight there's no playin' My posse
sleep No mercy for me, nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me, good morning reality Will I wake? We'll never know I'm late for my date with
office rappers that never got signed but they keep offers girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us gave her a handshake only for my man's sake she
a new head cause I'm all strung out I pull my hair, I scream and shout to no one I need to find a way to spend my time So you are not always on my mind
the vibe is in my veins I got a hustler spirit, nigga period Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it Check out my swag' yo, I walk like a ballplayer
2, baby, on the way H.O.V.A. I got my mojo back, baby, oh, behave H.O.V.A. The blueprint 2, baby, on the way H.O.V.A. I got my mojo back, baby, oh,
No strings attached, like a cordless phone You see my intentions with you is clear I'm learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears Therefore, you shouldnt judge
me Way past expect to see but it even had a head as big as a nigga finna to be I went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block To controlling my position
all doin' the same thing I bet you think that I'd fly away from you But I wouldn't do that Now they sayin' I'm crazy 'Cause I wanna do it my way I bet
