The Second Coming

Chorous

Daily, seems like i just can

[Intro]
G-H-E-T-T-O
This is how you start one
Where you started from
On a mission to check
No doubt, got that
I need a couple of minutes to bring the thought back
Got that

I never let another mothafucka
Tell me what to sang about
Especially when my only intention
Is to tell you what I'm thinkin' now
Sang a song to tell you about hustlin'
Another one to tell you 'bout the Lord
My duty is to give 'em something funky
That's the only thing I do it for

1 - And I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I'm all about

2 - I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm [na na na] baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

Do it for the figgas, magazines and videos
If you wanna find another nigga
This one do it for the soul
Always used to dream of gettin' bigger
Only for my people
That's why I'm always checkin' fake niggas
On forgettin' where they came from

Repeat 1
Repeat 2

Made me believe in the hustle
Told me to get my money
Weed gon' be my muscle
Well here we go now
In my neighborhood, eastside Compton California
My homies all like to spend the night under lights
Streamin' dice and fight
So this nigga just happen to write about it
Make a point to spit flames at the names who disrespect the game
I was a down ass youngster and I'm still the same
And I can see right through you niggas
Before the fame and TV, you was a real nigga just like me
On my block, I ain't never seen a nigga wear high heeled shoes
I ain't never seen a nigga dance with no groom
I ain't never seen a nigga get his hair all bleached
And if he did, he'd get his ass beat for bein' a punk nigga

Repeat 2 to fade

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The Game What you make of it
Is what you can take from it
Understand?
Whatever your hustle is
Get it on my nigger
Even if it's wrong my nigger
You heard

I heard a story
About 23 years old
And I heard it from somebody
That I used to know
Spending days lonely
With no place to go
But to the corner
For a little more love
I

f/ Warren G

[TQ]
I often dream of bad days
And different times
And I just don't know a better way
For me to get mine, mmm
That's why I got to shine
The game been good to me
Ain't nothin' gon' stop my grind
So it ain't no need to fake on me
Guess some folks just too far behind in they mind
(And it's a crime, crime)
Well, Terry gon' keep on movin'

1 - [TQ]
I see you tryna get me
Never gonna let them bustas get to me
Cuz I'ma get that, even if ya with me
Always keep my tired eyes open
Like OJ, you can't stick me
I got something for the whole damn world to see
So I'ma give it up, best believe me
Ain't gon' get me off of my grind

[TQ]
Grind, grind is exactly what it seems to be
For all of those times
You know those times, when you wish for some prosperity
All you could find was hate, deceit and lies
So you tell somebody else, to get it off your mind
Wanna get it off of your mind
Well, I start hearin' melodies
So I grab my pen and pad and recline on my grind
And that's how Terrance keep movin'

Repeat 1

[Warren G.]
We on the grind y'all
Cuz we some worldwide riders
What, we on a grind y'all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
All my life, LBC, for my city I mash
All these OG's and BG's and wanna-bes and L-O-C's
The only friends I got is my 2-1-3
Just my dog Snoop-T-Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
Can't forget about my nigga H to the dizzy
Pressure and strifes, them wanna take my whites
But these jaw jacks and hood cracks
Will make you break some bizacks
What you thought?
Ya know what I'm sayin', we on the grind like that
Thought we was trippin'?
Haha, all you thought we had was jeans and t-shirts?
What? We hustlin' cuz we want it all
Brand new socks and drawers, fool

Repeat 1

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G-H-E-T-T-O
This is how you start one
Where you started from
On a mission to check
No doubt, got that
I need a couple of minutes to bring the thought back
Got that

I never let another mothafucka
Tell me what to slang about
Especially when my only intention
Is to tell you what I'm thinkin' now
Sang a song to tell you about hustlin'
Another one to tell you 'bout the Lord
My duty is to give 'em something funky
That's the only thing I do it for

[bridge]
And I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I'm all about

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm (na na na) baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

Do it for the figgas, magazines and videos
If you wanna find another nigga
This one do it for the soul
Always used to dream of gettin' bigger
Only for my people
That's why I'm always checkin' fake niggas
On forgettin' where they came from

[bridge]
And I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I'm all about

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm [na na na] baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

Made me believe in the hustle
Told me to get my money
Weed gon' be my muscle
Well here we go now
In my neighborhood, eastside Compton California
My homies all like to spend the night under lights
Streamin' dice and fight
So this nigga just happen to write about it
Make a point to spit flames at the names who disrespect the game
I was a down ass youngster and I'm still the same
And I can see right through you niggas
Before the fame and TV, you was a real nigga just like me
On my block, I ain't never seen a nigga wear high heeled shoes
I ain't never seen a nigga dance with no groom
I ain't never seen a nigga get his hair all bleached
And if he did, he'd get his ass beat for bein' a punk nigga

[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm [na na na] baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
[chorus]
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm [na na na] baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O

I got me a (Ghetto)
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto

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Ohh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Gonna sing you this song
Yeah yeah, baby

I've never been that kind of nigga
To write a love song, oh no
At least a real one
(But this is the one)
I can't believe it but I think I found my baby
Cuz boy she really got me goin'
And I don't understand, this wasn't in the plan
I think somebody sent me the one

1 - I think about the things I shouldn't have done
I never shoulda said that I wouldn't find one
That would be everything I need, love me for me
So actually I'm feelin' kinda dumb
Cuz you are the one

Knocked out on the plane, I'm thinkin' 'bout you
Couple nights on the stage, I was singing 'bout you
Guess I shoulda never said anything
Cuz I'm eatin' my words everytime I wake up in my bed
I'm alone, and I'm thinkin' 'bout you

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Always put my thoughts on paper
But I ain't got no paper
So I'ma put it on this dream of mine
To spend the rest of my life with you
I run my fingers through that long ass hair you got
We get to kissin', everybody start starin' at us
But I just act like everybody ain't there
I really don't care
Cuz you are the one

Ain't nobody ever made me feel like this
Make a nigga blow or nothin' crazy
What would I do without it?
You even got me singin' about it
You around me, only way to be
The times the game done had me down
The only thing that pulled me out

Repeat 1

Can I see you sittin' in the studio?
Makes me wanna hurry and finish
So we can go explore each other
Cuz I wonder
What I can make you do before I even get there
Just wanna nibble on them earrings that you wear
All I can think about is takin' you home
So I'm about to end my song

Repeat 1 to fade

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So u think it ain't right
The way i give mine
And what you describe
Well let me tell u like this
When i didn't have nothing
There weren't nobody giving me nothing
So i had to make something happen
The only way i know how
Was probably go down
¡®cos everybody was singin' and rappin'
I get my ride on

(chorus)
Ride on (ride on) with all of my niggas
So what u hear me say
Right one, ¡®cos it's ¡®bout to get bigger
But i still gotto ride on
To get up on top
¡®cos he told me not to leave it a lot
That must keep lights on

I was reading in the paper yesterday
Say they cleaning up the streets around my way
To many niggas on the corner
Couldn't make no money if u wonna
And not one time riding through everyday
So i'm thinking like
Things ¡®bout to get a whole lot better
Black 64 with a truck full of chedder
Picture my homies all born in the ghetto
With a packet off iceburg sweat
Listen to me
When my mama stop working
I can stop this shit
But until that day u gotta deal with this
I told y'all i'm a stay real with this
Still make a couple mil with this

(chorus)

(rap by lil' wayne)

On good times this stuff
Is often meter
Warn your people
Wayne is a walking heater
Flames all over
The game"s all over
I told y'all niggas
Now your reigns all over
Listen, don't play with me
That's ¡®cos i strap up quick
But holla tips
And glack clips
And my niggas they don't spray quickly
Thats ¡®cos i kiss my ride on
It time to kill niggas ¡®cos the lights on
Bandana tied on
Plant em over ice
Ten i brick the price
It's raw with no slice
I'm duckin' blue and whites
And yellow drive presser
Guns off my dresser
Set ¡®em on my leather
See i just told ¡®m to ride like that
So i'm a be like that
Thats how i get come weaziwee like that
I'm from the streets like that
And on these streets i'm gonna die
The g-code is what we live by
For every buy

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Damn i think i gotta a hangover,
Too much mo the nite before,
Mail lady at my front door
With a big booty and a cheque for me
Why in the hell is it so damn hot?
And its only 11'clock
Lord help me cause i need relief!
Please send down some honeyz and some brew for me!

(chorus)
And i might just have to return to the spot to free my mind
Friday nite on the westside always remind me of summertime
(its summer time)
And everybody on the westside is getting real hig off the la,la
(in the streets)
And we looking for the ta ta cause they pop out when it gets hot
(everybody)
Kiss your rainy days good bye,just blue skies and sunshine
(come chill with me)
Everything will be all right on the best side in the summer time

Here we come and we deep its the honeyz in the benzos
And we know how we doing by the size on the rims on 'em
Makes me wanna fly away to the palm trees,bomb deed brighter days
Sunshione beemin on diamonds shined up
You want dimes we got the finest lined up
Come on so we can mess your mind up,put your tai up
Spend summer time with us

(chorus)

(rap by tq)
Put your hands up! everybody just stand up
I got some honey's in front of me screaming i'm the first man up
So im about to raise up,so i can blaze up and waste the day up
One day im paid up,i'll buy a big crib so i can lay up
If you didnt know im on my way up
And i'll bet you will arrive in the summer time!

(chorus - 3x)

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[Ja Rule:] Yo, yo, Ja Rule, TQ, BABY
You ain't gotta sneak and creep
Around no more
You was my freakiest whore
Now you be dealing with broads
In my CL five double O on the DL
Hollerin' 'bout you hangin' with the females
Shit I just wanna be down
Can I eat? So to speak
Cause what you bitches fail to realize is I'm a freak
Who get you wetter?
The mo' hoes, mo' better
I'm appalled that you keepin' shit from your main nigga
Lesbianage shit I've been there and beyond baby
So bring a friend, two or three
And let 'em breed envy amongst each other
I fuck's one and shit on another
I'm in my peek throw 'em out
And call 'em up next week
And do it again one weekend
In NY or La, the Rule and TQ baby holla

[TQ:] Make me wanna holla
But still ain't changed
It's really kinda botherin' me
And stressin' out my brain
I get so angry
When I hear you on my telephone
Talkin' all crazy
Nigga leave me the hell alone
I don't know
[chorus]
How can I be down?
If you only gonna hate me
Aggravate and frustrate me
Always bringing me down
I don't wanna come around
If you always gonna betray me
Feeling like leaving lately
That's why I ain't coming around

Use to be my homegirl
Then you started trippin
Every time I got a new girl
You always wanna kick it
(Why you wanna?)
But then I started losing girls
Something kinda fishy
Ain't never made love to you, hell no
You lying on me viciously
So tell me

[chorus]
How can I be down?
If you only gonna hate me
Aggravate and frustrate me
Always bringing me down
I don't wanna come around
If you always gonna betray me
Feeling like leaving lately
That's why I ain't coming around

Why is everywhere I go?
You're try to find me
You're running behind me
Tellin' my business to everybody
Say that you're in love
But you need to get outta here
It ain't gonna happen

Don't like women that
Can't control they mouth piece
That's why you must understand
You'll never be with me
I'm telling you...

[chorus]
How can I be down?
If you only gonna hate me
Aggravate and frustrate me
Always bringing me down
I don't wanna come around
If you always gonna betray me
Feeling like leaving lately
That's why I ain't coming around
How can I be down?
If you only gonna hate me

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Written by tq

I hope your blessin'
Cos lord i'm missing
And i wish i could did something with it
It's time for us to come again
Here i go again (2x)
It's time for us to come again
Prayin an blessin'
Cos lord i'm missing
And i wish i could did something with it
It's time for us to come again
Here i go again
It's time for us to come again
2000
Thank u jesus
We made it
Everybody alright
Everything stands
It ain't a damn thing changed
Time 4 some shit to change
Time to come again (time 4 us to come again)
A mans worth
Can't be judged by how much money he got
But by the actions that he takes to better hisself
Understand
So 4 scott le rock the human beatbox
Freaky todd and
Tupac
Eazy e
The notorious one
And big pun
God bless em
Prayin an blessin'
Cos lord we missing
And i wish i could did something with it
It's time for us to come again
Tq
Here i go again
Westside 4 life
Prayin an blessin'
Cos lord we missing
And i wish i could did something with it
It's time for us to come again
Here i go again (2x)
Even do i miss my people i still ride with my people
When i bump 'em in my stereo so hit me do
For all my people that still remember my people
It's time for us to come again

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tq
Been a long time
The second coming

Yeah
Been a long time

I'm sittinhere waitin wonderinand thinkin‘bout our life
Where we gonna end up
So many of them don’t understand how this thing goes
You can only take so much
Sometimes i'm feelinlike i had enough
For all the times i feel like you're not up against me
Anything to try and get me influence my mind
Had me fightintoo long

Such a long time
[???]
I thank the lord for making me a soldier
Work on the corner every night gotta struggle and fight
I'm on time
[???]
So if it’s just the cream that you go for
Such a thin line
Been such a long time

Oh makinme kind of crazy just thinkin‘bout
All the shit that you go through
Just tryinto be you
Listen to me now
So hard these days to find creative ways
For everybody to move they body
We free to speak but warned to watch what you say
I'm sayin feel like you’re not up against me
Anything to try to get me influence my mind
It's been such a long time

Such a long time
[???]
I thank the lord for making me a soldier
Work on the corner every night gotta struggle and fight
I'm on time
[???]
So if it’s just the cream that you go for
Such a thin line
Been such a long time

So many waiting for something to happen it’s crazy
Dear lie, you’re not up against me
Anything to try to get me influence my mind
It's been such a long time

Such a long time
[???]
I thank the lord for making me a soldier
Work on the corner every night gotta struggle and fight
I'm on time
[???]
So if it’s just the cream that you go for
Such a thin line

It’s been such a long time
[???]
I thank the lord for making me a soldier
Work on the corner every night gotta struggle and fight
I'm on time
[???]
So if it’s just the cream that you go for
Such a thin line

Such a long time
[???]
I thank the lord for making me a soldier
Work on the corner every night gotta struggle and fight
///

 so tq, i listened to your first album, and now i heard the second one. i know
How i feel about it. but why don’t you tell me what makes you different from
Many other r&b male artists?

 huh, what makes me different? you probably can answer that as good as i can.

 how’s that?

 i mean, you see me right here, you see me on stage. it’s the same thing. i
Ain’t gotta ?dial? in my hair with all kinds of funny colors and jump around
Stage like some kind of asshole. i ain’t gotta do none of that.

 is that right?

 i ain’t gotta dress all up, put make-up all on. all i gotta do is stay real
And deal with the issues that i deal with and my peoples deal with every day.
That real shit. that’s what soul music is about.

 where you heard it for yourself. for all you fake-ass niggas listen and
Learn. this is neighborhood reporting for headbeat magazine. stay real.
B-iotch!!!

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KB, Vandalz (yeah yeah yeah)
'Bout mine
Y'all know how we do it
Yeah ('bout mine)
This is for them soldiers (keep it goin')
All day, everyday (yeah yeah yeah)

I've got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose
I got my windows seedy, county line's still on
Now what the hell is goin' on?
This nigga been around the world and back
And it's a lesson to be learned in that
A lot of paper to be earned in that
But I still couldn't discern the fact
That the life ain't gotta be like that
So hold it down

(I'ma pop mine)
Gotta be about it, or you'll see about it
(Gonna keep it on)
I ill, I'll be about it
Yes, I feel G about it
(Who could be with me?)
Wouldn't be without it
When I think about it, who gon' be down?
(Who will be down?)

Gotta feel G about it, or you'll see about it
(Don't get no more)
Yes, I feel G about it
Where would I be without it?
(I'm sick of all you haters when I'm comin' 'round)
When I think about holdin' it down
(Gotta hold it down)

Oh, when I was young in my neighborhood
I sold straps cuz the paper's good
(So my bitch should understand me nigga)
We let them ends get bigger
It's always somethin' wrong with the picture
That's when it hits ya

Seventeen years old, ain't no need to be rollin'
In a big body Benz that's stolen
All my knuckleheads holla if ya hear me now
The grind is somethin' that you gotta stay real about

I doubt I'd change a thing about my life, except these haters
I'd take 'em baby, two at a time, with lefts and rights
And won't get tired 'til we all ball, causin' a riot
Can't even see no peace and quiet

So I decided misery I'll deal with myself
Ain't no need for me to be involved with nobody else
I'll chase my wealth across these continents
Why these fake mothafuckas wanna get with this?
Bitch nigga, be 'bout it

(I'ma pop mine)
Gotta be about it, or you'll see about it
(Gonna keep it on)
I ill, I'll be about it
Yes, I feel G about it
(Who could be with me?)
Wouldn't be without it
When I think about it, who gon' be down?
(Who will be down?)

Gotta feel G about it, or you'll see about it
(Don't get no more)
Yes, I feel G about it
Where would I be without it?
(I'm sick of all you haters when I'm comin' 'round)
When I think about holdin' it down
(Gotta hold it down)

(I'ma pop mine)
Gotta be about it, or you'll see about it
(Gonna keep it on)
I ill, I'll be about it
Yes, I feel G about it
(Who could be with me?)
Wouldn't be without it
When I think about it, who gon' be down?
(Who will be down?)

Gotta feel G about it, or you'll see about it
(Don't get no more)
Yes, I feel G about it
Where would I be without it?
(I'm sick of all you haters when I'm comin' 'round)
When I think about holdin' it down
(Gotta hold it down)

[Vandalz:] Now who be lettin' them heads loose, aimin' off the roof
It's the new millennium and I still ain't feelin' 'em
I'm Y2-AK, ready, hands steady
Shame on you niggas, how we came on you niggas
Shoulda pulled the heat out and flamed all you niggas
To the clique I'm dedicated, 'bout, blunted and faded
Bitch please
Ask a nigga, squeeze the young G
Situation turned drastic, I'm pullin' out plastic

So bring the beat cuz I'm a bastard
Barely breathing, but leave the body in plastic
Blaze the broccoli on the roof of murderin' street
Psychotic, leave the mic, it's idiotic
Bring ya heat if you 'bout it
Watch 'em inhale butane and spit hot flames

Thug, so I'm stayin' heated
But fuck the trouble that it's caused
We part insane, mentally
With a urge to splurge a piece of my poison
To innocent citizens
Violent millitants, check the currency on my pistol for them
Decided we out

(I'ma pop mine)
Gotta be about it, or you'll see about it
(Gonna keep it on)
I ill, I'll be about it
Yes, I feel G about it
(Who could be with me?)
Wouldn't be without it
When I think about it, who gon' be down?
(Who will be down?)

Gotta feel G about it, or you'll see about it
(Don't get no more)
Yes, I feel G about it
Where would I be without it?
(I'm sick of all you haters when I'm comin' 'round)
When I think about holdin' it down
(Gotta hold it down)

(I'ma pop mine)
Gotta be about it, or you'll see about it
(Gonna keep it on)
I ill, I'll be about it
Yes, I feel G about it
(Who could be with me?)
Wouldn't be without it
When I think about it, who gon' be down?
(Who will be down?)

Gotta feel G about it, or you'll see about it
(Don't get no more)
Yes, I feel G about it
Where would I be without it?
(I'm sick of all you haters when I'm comin' 'round)
When I think about holdin' it down
(Gotta hold it down)

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