long, (for your love) Now that I finally found my way, back to your heart I'm here to stay You know I've been lonely for so long (for your love) In
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what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back Niggaz talk shit
war, took blocks for fall Took blocks to Wall for box of raw What you think 33 in the glock is for? Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4, block your
' on about half a million With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I could see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin' Got no love for
or somethin You heard of us VA Cats, for real {Joe Mafia} I heard the judge got a grudge No love for thugs pushing drugs Guerilla warfare with ice mugs
your pimpin', turn it up See the money ain't a thang So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo' You know, all we do is Rock, rock on Rock, rock on Rock
roll slow If you can't get away better toss that yayo, keep your bankroll Yeah, we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for
play with my gauge It's a raid, put your face to pave If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed Pull down them shades, empty your pockets Watches,
up out of the hood Into the bullshit, but I'm surviving I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught
tigheten 'em up And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench For the funny shit All about the murda for the love ah money shit Gettin' paid, got
can tigheten 'em up And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench For the funny shit All about the murda for the love ah money shit Gettin' paid,
roll with me? Y'all say you real, then we'll see Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me? There he go,
you can't hear me when I say that I love you dawg, and out of all them power moves I coulda made I focused on keepin your family straight I, po' out some
(Yeah for your nation... for your nation...) Verse One: A bitch nigga wit an attitude named Cube Step to Com wit a feud Now what the fuck I look
stage, I kill the mic Get em' on the floor, we gettin' right Nigga, I'm a vet, give it up I get respect, Cali love And you can find me in your city
like Lauren Hill Built for love but love won't keep it real Can't waste time we up and dollar bills to my soul In god we trust I love mama when the keys
