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If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel (Whachya gonna tell me?) Will you keep bringing out the best in me (You know I keep it hunid, what?) I don't kiss and tell and I neva confess The dope sells got me on the road to success Bitch, I'm obsessed with keepin' my pockets ? Tree flun streets, trade for 52 weeks Cheap nigga, you tellin' lies, how could I be? M.O.B. tattered on my arm, Murder on the beat Mouth piece, 100 m's, I'm still a G Gun you down like fuck peace, we in these streets Confession to the priest, I been livin' in sin Commit a senseless crime, my young mind really convinced Let my pen bleed and detail my lifestyle Thirty thou' for a brick, a papa done break it down Free YA, I'm from the fly bay Flyin' the bird of yay, touchdown, 9 today You was in betraying, tryna get the best of me Like I can't tell a fuck nigga from a fuckin' G If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me Letras de canciones She keep tellin' me, she keep tellin' me just how she feel And how I keep on bringin' out the best in her She luv herself being ridder, but then a nigga, my bitch pretty Think I got her in kingsize, nigga Booby stack is getting bigger She be on that all night, how can I be with her? She luv this pimpin', she pay attention Pay me again, she listen Mink rugs in the Bentley shoes, all pictures Layed out my style, I'm getting richer Selling raw pussy like it's dopper than a kitchen And always singin' huaaaaa If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me The coax was stepped on like a down mat Nigga, I'm tryna find out where these hoes at We're out blow of that cartel slow pack Automatic strap with the 50 attack Yeah, I'm fuckin' with the mob, ain't no envy in that 16 in the quip and the 30 dip It's the Regime Mobb, I know ya heard of it Now I have killas on the squad known to murder shit A clique full of clowns like the circus is We on that clown shit, we on that town shit (A clique full of clowns like the circus is) (We on that clown shit, we on that town shit) If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me From Letras Mania