i'll do {chorus} i'll pay for it (x4) yea, i got cash she got ass i got bank ok so what you think i'll pay for it {x4} ya nails done and uh your hair
the dance floor young fella i gotta tell you what i'll do {chorus} i'll pay for it (x4) yea, i got cash she got ass i got bank ok so what you think
do I But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine Even if it mean murder, gettin' caught, fuck it let me fry
in a grave I always think about [Incomprehensible] "My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer" How will the family explain it? "My daughter had a baby for
'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the
change, I told her make yo' name And turn the tables on 'em, I call her DJ Break-a- Trick 'Cause all your money, she'll be takin' it Put her on the
love for you blad, it's business I'm just mindin' my business, handlin' business There's no love for you blad, it's business I do this for [Incomprehensible
clippers, I might just come with Burban I might just go and get wood stripa, I gots to go down I gots to just wreck it, and when I come through everybody
you to school when the clubs'll stop College girl, pay for your books at 200 a pop And all I ask in life's for you to be careful Stay focused, take care
another you'll be givin it up, huh I guess cause I'm black born I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on But it's time for a new plan
I still got love for the streets, it's the D R E Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D R E Since
, niggaz know me Don't have no homies 'cuz they jealous, I hustle solo 'Cuz when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen Ain't nothin' poppin' 'bout no work nigga, I
's the meaning of this? I must be dreaming Everybody's [unverified] when I see men dealing For a rhyme or rope or a dime of coke Sometimes I rhyme when I
I pray to God to come to rescue me and save my soul I reminisce on my past life ever since I was a young Shorty I didn't act right, live for the street
on the pay roll That'll kill when I say so Three hay-lo's It gets so fatel On warnell talk to no one Sometimes it gets to the point i Cock my ho's see
-hop kicks my ass and I try to kick it back It's awesome, I can't wait for you to see it and believe it 'Cause I know I can do it with the best of 'em
fair and the young fell in love Will you still wait for me? Will you still cry for me? Come and take my hand Will you still wait for me? Will you still
