(feat. Baghdad) 



[Movie Sample] 

Well it's like this 

I come home every evening and everything 

And she's always accused me of cheating 

Cheating, everyday, everyday... 



[phone rings] 



[Intro: Baghdad] 

Aiyo, yo, yo let me talk to you for a minute 

Let me talk to you for a minute 

I'm sayin', you always be on that bullshit 

I'm sayin', I'm out here doin' this shit 

KnowhatI'msayin? You think I'm hangin' out 

And shit, fuck that man 

Word up man, I'm doin' this shit 

You see this shit, don't be listenin, man 

You on that fuckin bullshit everyday 

Everytime I try to talk to you, be on that shit 



[Chorus: all] 

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love [x2] 

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love 

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love 



[Baghdad] 

Most selected, chocolate complected 

I nicknamed Nightlite before I sexed it 

The heart reflect it 

You ain't right, you ain't a virgin 

But you want to get married in white 

Be a wife in the second stage part of ya life 

Get a divorce, just to escape wit the ice 

Beside ya job, ya rather be slobbin' the knob 

Just because a nigga be drivin' a car 

Hittin' it raw by the stove on the kitchen floor 

On the phone wit his boys callin you some hot whore 

How much more, fever can you catch before 

You learn a lesson and understand what I've been manifestin' 

Grow up and stop actin' like a adolesence 

Come from behind the shadows and be my moon crescent 



[Interlude: Baghdad] 

See that's the shit man 

Every time I turn around, man 

Word up, man, you think I'm out fuckin wit these groupies, man 

Ain't that time for that shit 

Tryin' to do this man 

Tryin' to do this as a family, tryin' get the money 

Niggas thinkin' I'm fuckin' hangin' out and shit 

Smokin' weed and just hangin out in the corner 

But until you be up in there man 

We takin it wild, we doin shit in the studio 

What do you expect, just to go lyin' and shit 

Word up, man 



[Chorus x2] 



[Hell Razah] 

We had two kids, two sets of keys to the crib 

Talks on the Brooklyn Bridge, receive and give 

Knowledge, how to eat and live, and teach a wiz 

Corrupt seed bring forth corrupt fruits 

I seem to notice that you change when you touch loot 

And every nigga in a Range ain't the one, boo 

We had a rose, beautiful but yet deadly 

I was wit you in ya mind, body and soul 

Money and clothes make young girls wanna be hoes 

In the nail salon, polish all their fingers and toes 

You was chose to be loyal and I be there for you 

Night, you can only smell my frank incense oil 

lonely, tempted by gifts the nigga bought you 

Guilty, talk about other bullshit I taught you 

Leavin' you a message every time I call you 

Voicemail from a top choice female 

My pearl in a oyster at the bottom of a seashell 

She said I do crime and I'mma see jail 

Kids are goin' criminal, just to eat well 

My woman can't be strong when she got a weak male 

I need a man to land on, whenever plans fell 



[Chorus x2] 



[Outro: Baghdad] 

Word man, I fuck that 

Hand me that bullshit, I'm out, man 

Word up, I'm out 

You see that shit you be doin 

I can't fuck you 

Then you wanna call me 

Talkin about you sorry, knowhatI'msayin 

You best to stay, I ain't got time for that 

Every time I turn around, you try to accuse me 

Of messin wit somebody 

Ya friend's, sister's, brother's, uncle's, nephew 

You never see me, but you always listen to somebody else 

Every time I turn around 

If it ain't you cousin 

It's your brother's, friend's, uncle's nephew 

It's always somethin' 

Word up, it can happen 

It can happen, it can happen 

Yo you ain't see it, it can happen