Tommy Boy - Who You Lovin' lyrics

Verse 1: How could I ever make you see the light, and make you read it right Money power respect n***a, thas the key to life But see its costy, me I'm to bossy, put four sugars in my coffee I'm f**in' wit Mister Frostee Now thas the run to make ya, See how much fun that'll make ya Next time you see yourself, you should see that undertaker And all the pain is gone, no more cryin', no more stress Please, give this Ice to Big, and tell him that he's still the best f** it lets have a feast, Go ahead murder the chief These n***as rappin' back and forth don't know what beef is Until they need about two gats to sleep wit, A bomb in they Jeep Know they know who to beef wit Them fingaz you use to smoke get knocked in your teeth wit I bet you next time a n***a know who to creep wit See its no longer funny now, n**uz is hungry now You don't believe in Harlem, Double up and get money now Whu [Scratched sample from Lil' Kim's 'Queen b**h' off the 'Hardcore' LP] (scratches by just blaze) Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' Role wit n**uz that be thuggin buggin He *Repeated Several Times Verse 2: It's like four in the morning, I got a call from upstate Huddy Combs shot a n**uh, left him wit no face f** it, Go get the duct tape, and tape it on his vest for him Heart out his chest and, place it on his kneck for him I'm tellin' honey Listen, I gotta funny vision, I need my n***a Huddy Combs Out of prison, We got sh** to do Meeno, Loon, and Thomas ??Critizone?? See it's pitiful, Seeing my n**uz invincable See I need 40 Acres and 40 Breakers Ten n**uz that role the dice and twenty shakers It ain't the same, Huh Huh, sh** dun changed, Huh Huh n**uz is dyin' in they twenties for this game Huh Say the wrong words to the wrong n**uh get sprayed off You know like then Hitler days, f**in' wit Adolph That twenty mill you got a hundred pennies to bring Saw a man that stands for nothing, and falls for anything Who U Lovin' [Scratched sample from Lil' Kim's 'Queen b**h' off the 'Hardcore' LP] (scratches by just blaze) Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' Role wit n**uz that be thuggin buggin He *Repeated Several Times Verse 3: See my man he post bail, but his money was low I got about eighty for sale and twenty to blow You see this sh** kinda get hectic when you dealin' wit doe Cuz once you dealin' wit doe, Know You dealin' wit doe No you not dealin' wit somethin' you can role up and smoke Hold one side of your nose to a dollar and hope That maybe one day you could put down the d** and gun play Skatin' donw the runway and praisin' God on Sunday Rhyme to it, Eat a bowl of Courage Finaly do it, bout time you meet your maker, Body forward in bombing fluid Now tell me where you run to, no where to run to Feelin' like nobody wit you, or nobody love you Meenwhile, Streets is watchin' and the hood is observin' Clubs still rockin', drunk drivin', weed still burnin' Now who you lovin', Why you fussin', Who you wanna be huggin' Role wit n**uz that be thuggin', Gun in the air bussin' Like f** it [Scratched sample from Lil' Kim's 'Queen b**h' off the 'Hardcore' LP] (scratches by just blaze) Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' Role wit n**uz that be thuggin buggin He *Repeated Several Times