We sit in the car outside your house I can feel the heat coming 'round I go to put my arm around you and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds
closing in There's a war outside still raging You say it ain't ours anymore to win I want to sleep beneath Peaceful skies in my lover's bed With
shankin' my mouth now gangsta walk [Chorus: U-God] (effect)..Rock! Dat's Gangsta..What? Dat's Gangsta (effect) Rock! Rock on Dat's Gangsta..what?! [U
The whole city behind us Where you at? The whole city behind us Southside, outside, Westside, let's ride Where you at? The whole city behind us [The Game] It's Compton's
for that 9 piece Already marketing plan it never my minds sleeps Lime green headphones, Jimmy I need some Slime Beats [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Moneys the focus, ashtray's
preacher preaching a sermon I been learning how to sing along with the dead man's song He's got an X in his head so I know what side he's on And brain
Back home in Heartbreak U.S.A. The harbor's empty, my love has gone With aching heart I face each cold and lonely dawn And 'til the trade winds bring
in the whole U.S.A. Shine on me sunshine, walk with me world It's a skip a dee doo dah day I'm the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A.
behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on m-m-my mind Oh, show me round the snow-peaked mountains way down south Take me to you daddy's
this U.S. male You better not mess with the U.S. male my friend U.S. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in You know what's good for yourself son You better
called JA Now in Memphis, Tenn. where them boys shoot big game Riding twenty inches and they wavin' them thang thangs S-O-U-T-H Parkway, them no play play S-S-S-S-O-U
my mathematics Oh, oh, 02 cop them 06 Boy stop stunting if I wanted I could have your chick Don't get it twisted, Richie Rich, so gutta You's a momma
s like [Donell Jones] (Xzibit) Ooh say what, say what, say what (Yeah, say what, say what, say what) Ooh girl you know what's up (Yeah, girl you know what's
her hot, get her home give her cock Go, it's your birthday Go, go drink it girl, it's cumming, I know you're thirsty Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone
, let's ride Yo Will-Lean let's roll man, let's ride We gotta go homey, let's ride You know how we do it though, let's ride Let's ride, let's ride Uh
been feeling dry baby Trying to hold back this feeling for so long And if you feel like I feel baby C'mon ohhhh c'mon lets get it on [Lil Boy] Let's
make the clubs do You know I move like an ounce, bottled up like crack That's how I make you bounce like that Defy Webster's words they can't pronounce like that That's
know what's up (I don't know what's up, baby) Said I'm diggin' you and I'm wantin' you So tell me, what's up? (So tell me what's up? Baby) Peep her