you come home baby and everybody tryin to battle each other getting smothered It ain't worth it thirstin' for the blood of your brother To be the first with no other
niggas, ya heard me) Know what I'm sayin', makin' it happen Niggas in the rap game, changin' their lives Silk, C-Murder, Master P (Ha, ha) And all the other
knew your moms from the after-hours spot When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a black block Before you dick rode lost boyz for a ticket
was in with Gladys Knight Mostly I be packin nines, have you pushin dandelions Come short with my cash you be dancin like is Hammer Time Yeah I'm lost
Hook] [Chorus] [Ice Cube:] See I'ma mean nigga Youse afraid nigga Ol' pretend nigga Smile and grin nigga I hate a false niggas Diana Ross nigga So if ya lost
everybody knew why motherfuckers started droppin But nobody knew shante's ex-husband, was needle poppin And on the other side of town, medical records was lost
Ohohah Hey Yeah I've been wanderin' 'round in the dark Been lost somewhere where no light could shine on my heart I have known a pain so deep But
slangin' major weight Thousand grams is a key Outta town a pound of boogie brown cost a G So I send it down, couple a rounds, never lost to P Never lost
is on some VH1 shit Just addin some Salt N Pepa to reality While other artists is obsessin with more toys Like Lex coupes, Beamers and Benz's, they Lost Boyz
all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) [Verse 2] Once again what other
me? Hectic Had to call upon my wolves to send, n*ggaz the message I said this: 'Let's play fair and we can stay here I'm trying to transform you Boyz
come home baby And everybody tryin to battle each other getting smothered It ain't worth it thirstin' for the blood of your brother To be the first with no other
thug niggas, ya heard me) Know what I'm sayin, makin it happen Niggas in the rap game, changin their lives Silkk, C-Murder, Master P (haha) And all the other
that sucker up buck buck buck 'N tell him to take that wid him Now that we still thugging Spitting as we run away from prison Nigga we still running, But the bad bad boyz
What It Cost Me I'm Big Boss Gloss On The Cross Porshe Navigation Never Lost On The Cost Xtra Horse In The Sports Addition Man Dealin Floor Condittion Man Boyz
Now everybody knew why motherfuckers started droppin But nobody knew Shante's ex-husband, was needle poppin And on the other side of town, medical records was lost
(feat. Lost Boyz) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm a rapper turned rock star Word up, what I wanna know Yo, I'm a rapper turned rock star What, what, what,