Ace to Queen
And it's dust to dust
Things ain't changing
But I know I must
I've been hurtin'
Life seemed easy
No return
Took safety measures
But I still got burnt
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
How the hell did I lose you?
Head's not right
Much too loose
It's not screwed on tight
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
How the hell did I lose you?
My head's not right
How the hell did I lose you?
It's not screwed on tight
How the hell did I lose you?
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
Hanging out
Head to dry
I've been hurtin'
You made me cry
Well I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
I don't get worried
I keep a lid on tight
But it's hard to take babe
I take it every night
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
How the hell did I lose you?
My head's not right
How the hell did I lose you?
It's not screwed on tight
How the hell did I lose you?
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
Got a head for money
You had a head for sin
Gonna build that space ship
We were gonna fly it in
I've been hurtin'
All I need is you
How the hell did I lose you?
How the hell did I lose you?
You know that my, my heads
not right
How the hell did I lose you?
It's much too loose, it's not screwed
on tight
How the hell did I lose you?
I've been hurtin'
'Cos all I need is you
Tears for days
Ace to Queen
Dust to dust
Things ain't changing
Hanging out
Head's not right
Head to dry
I've been hurtin'
Tears for days
Ace to Queen
Dust to dust
Things ain't changing
Hanging out
Head's not right
Head to dry
I've been hurtin'
Tears for days
Ace to Queen
Dust to dust
Things ain't changing
Hanging out
Head's not right
Head to dry

(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that

Well this new girl whatcha gonna do?
You looking at me? I'm not looking at you
The ones I want, they never stare
And the ones I don't want, they do care
How come you looking at me?
What do I got that you see?
All the girls I want don't look at me
Why do all the rags always pick on me?
Tell me what, what you see
Why you so smart any others can't see
Life never goes the way I want
You're so pretty, so young, so smart
How come you looking at me?
What do I got that you see?
All the girls I want don't look at me
Why do all the rags always pick on me?
You're killing me
It's a mystery
I'm hurtin'
I'm hurtin'
I'm hurtin'
For the wrong thing
Well this new girl whatcha gonna do?
You looking at me I'm not looking at you
The ones I want, they never stare
And the ones I don't want they do care
How come you looking at me?
What do I got that you see?
All the girls I want don't look at me
Why do all the rags always pick on me?
You're killing me
It's a mystery
I'm hurtin'
I'm hurtin'
I'm hurtin'

Have you ever heard of Harry Houdini?
Well he wasn't like today's magicians who are only
interested in television ratings. He was an artist. He
could make an elephant disappear in the middle of a
theater filled with people, and do you know how he did
that? Misdirection.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Misdirection. What the eyes see and the ears hear, the

Westside!
Ey, nigga
Westside
(Verse 1 -Boo Kapone)
My nigga Bink got my back,
Nigga Squeak got the gat
Whan I'm faded off some 'yak
When I'm peelin niggas cap, nigga
Fools talk about L.A., L.A.
Sounding gay
I doubt if these niggas down for gunplay
And if they hard runnin hollow point tips
I'm coming from the land of the Bloods and Crips
So keep my muthafuckin city out yo dental
It's Westside til I die, y'all can't fade South Central
Nigga, I'm bustin wit not discussion
Down wit the Comrads like I was rushin
Bs and Cs on the same team
Wit the same dream: tryna regulate the green
Nigga, Boo kapone faded off the 40 bottle
The Westside Connect Gang ain't naythin but my role model
So back the fuck up
Get smacked the fuck up
My whole game is to dissolve this rap [?]
(Verse 2 -CJ Mac)
It's the Mac wit no K on the C
Westside, rich roller [?]
See me at the ball wit y'all
I'm down to fall at dawn
I got the rubbers and the [?]
And when they call for [brawls?]
Jealous niggas catch your wig splittin
Watch them big ol' niggas turn to kitten
When the [?] spittin
Who is locked [?], fool
I'm in the studio swangin wit the AllFrumThaI Crew
Twist neck and felon for birds sellin
He's the paper sellin [ and kick it in jail and?], you know
[Fed, extraterrestial union
Lags when he commutin?]
South Central, C-Riders
Still [roll it in?] peruvian
(Verse 3 -Squeak Ru)
Nigga, all dogs go to heaven
And I be bailin on any muthafucker down for tellin
I can't stand a snitch
He worse than a bitch
Cock back the 9 and hit him witta clip
It's the chronic that be fuckin up my brain
Squeak so [puffed?] you got [?] me down with chains
I can't avoid, you get destroyed
Got em paranoid, smashin niggas like astravoid
I like to bang on niggas and watch em pass
You never see the fat man runnin outta gas
Niggas is harmless, let's start this
Welcome to your funeral, I'm the prince of darkness
(Verse 4 -The Comrads)
Hoo-Ride, Westside, surprise, surprise
Comrads in cahoots witta ThaI
Ski masks and body bags, neckbreakers
Niggas left in body [cas?], [?] takers
2-11ers, everybody scared of us
3 time felons, 1-8-7ers
[Mony, Mony, stitch yourself Tony?]
[?] niggas, trunk full of funny money
Slide it to the S-A's, cuanto cuestos
Screamin 'bout [ Lexus?], bullet-proof vestos
Connected like Siamese Twins
[Ordered in?] chinese checkers on Henn', muthafucker
(Verse 5 -WC)
Murder One, Murder One
Niggas make way 'cause here I come
Steady drippin liquor, hittin tied niggas
Checkin niggas for chickens
Still saggin, [?] fat flippin, nigga
I'm true to this, fuck all the glamour and the camera
Or else I beat your ass with a muthafuckin [?] hammer
Cyco-scenetic, Connect Gang fanatic
Bandanas [?] back when the heaters squeezed up, rider
Dub C from the Dub S C
Highly hated but never faded
'cause I'm hoodsta witta [crook related?]
Niggas be starin but can't fuck this all
When I connect, ride to the [?]
[?] bang 'im and peel the jaw
Nigga, what's happenin,
Which of y'all really wanna get this shit crackin
I got the [A-O 15?] to semiautomatics, hey
Puttin it down wit my niggas from the other side
Dub Hoo-Ride'n' wit AllFrumThaI, nigga
Yeah, yeah, nigga
Busters gotta bow down
AllFrumThaI, Westside Connect Gang
We hoo-bang and we hoo-ride
Y'all niggas can't fuck witta Westside, huh