Spooks: Can't give it up

[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)[Krayzie Bone]My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through SundayThey tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungryLost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friendBut I predicted this endin, back in the dayCuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astrayAlthough we pray and we pray and we prayWe do but still wanna make the lootNo more united, divided we fall, nigga and hardWe all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;just play the hand that you was dealtYou play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you failIt ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destructionCause I, could look at the piece of the puzzleIt ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolvedWe all hard as one, but together we rawAnd there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit thatWe split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit thatLettin the devil get in, to the penDevils pretendin to be friendsWe was taken by that snake in the grassShould of stuck the nigga fastYeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grassWe dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virusNow our family reunion done turned into a family crisis[Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X]There's always something you got to give up..If you want everything you want..[Bizzy Bone]I was never on some solo shitAlways down to roll and blow a head offHe dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love meWhen I was lonely and my daddy diedall of my niggaz came to the churchAnd thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the deathWhen I take my breath and puff my cigaretteI think the world is just collapsinBut I'm still rappin get it all off my chestSo I came back to the actionWhen the bird was flyin, low, and laughinFamily bashin 'til it just happenedThen Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hardWe tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bushBaby I'm sorry.. it's alllll in the gameThrowin up blood - fuck it Layz'Let's sign our life awayyy..[Wish Bone]Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thangIt's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch niggaShit been in some robberies and walkbysand you don't want that; neither do IBut I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustlerHigh 'til I die, I'm gon' get mineEven if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fryKnow it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays..But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way[Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone) - repeat 4X]Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)To get everything you want (I can feel the love)[Layzie Bone]Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out niggaRunnin wit niggaz thats killas;the realest that be shermed out niggaSpittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin meI'm comin through with the motherfuckin shottyI really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off IlluminatiFuck the D-E-A and the F-B-II-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-CY'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast youBlast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac didTake 'em hostage, terrorize and tortureYour ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay backLittle Lay dat, young nigga with scrillaand bitch I thought you knewYou got a beam on me? I got a beam on youYou fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit youBeeitch! Like it always beY'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindinI'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find usAll the nigga know what the hood likeIn the streets gotta get that good lifeSellin that yea up under the street lightIt's the hood life, don't fightA nigga want out but just can't get out;so I guess I gots to face itAll them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)[Flesh-N-Bone]Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelinBetter now, better hit 'em with the future shotBut feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thoughtBut this shit don't stop, I send much love to the popDroppin this shit today, we kickin this thug musicBetter love us, so when I love smokin buds on the busSee we gone sells out that'll make you lustMy nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shitMy niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holstersAnd cover a snitch all wetWhy the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerelyWe baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wastelandSoldier, told ya nigga we gone have our timeLike daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his kneeHe's fell, he better hope he don't fall victimNiggas pick up another, then they runBut I'm through with the body bitch ahBut when they want it, yea he just in the businessFlesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bringYoung, but them package you'll be impressedRepeat until fade:[LB] If it was somethin you can't give up[KB] Yea I know (Would ya give it up)[LB] To get everything you want[KB} But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)