old Soon you're gonna be old Remember love is not something you can keep It just takes the wind to blow it away You look so ugly as you lie there asleep Boy
thought we was G-Unit Then you ran and told 50 that I did that shit Ask C-Murder, the boy ain't hard to find I told Monica when I catch him The Boy is
we was G-Unit Then you ran and told 50 that I did that shit Ask C-Murder, the boy ain't hard to find I told Monica when I catch him The Boy is Mine Take