Lyrics:
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
a hundred times I'll take you back
I'm yours, whenever you want me
I'm not too proud to shout it
Tell the world about it 'cause I,
I love you, with this ol
life
With your brothers side by side in Korengal
We get up each morning, knowing this could be the end
But we still put our boots on and do it all
through ya
I remember baccy in the day ova oven
Dreaming of this life that I live but i wasn't
Now i'm first class wit my cousin
Shipping big packs by de
ol' Barry started humming
And tapping his feet on the floor
I sat and watched this performance
And a tear streamed down my left cheek
But tragedy struck
grow so old and still play the same ol games for like 3 weeks
First one talk on the phone
And then we argue a little bit til you sleepy
By the second
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
thousand
'Bout to smoke this ol' Spliff on y'all dog ass
Watch this, when the weed stop
Then leave a mother
(Woo), that's a body
I been fresh (Woo), Osh B'gosh
Poor or pimp, do or die
Buyin' presidential by the ten pack, ran an M up in the Cadillac
I was
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
drink in my hand it got me feeling so lazy
The tree its got the interior looking hazy
I swear I'm just watching the world pass me by
I let my mind drift
aside as I walk on by
To light up this ol' town
'Cause in my dreams you know that I'm a gamblin' man
In my dreams you know that I'm a gamblin' man
In my
To my nigga
Who brought me in this world
Ha, that's right nigga
My ol' dad important to the family structure, provider, a God
My moms a queen,
' nigga but I feel a lil' (different)
Same ol' nigga but I f- (different, ooh-ahh)
I'm up all night on the psyches' (oh shit)
I do it by myself in my
same ol' car, the same ol' girl
A little bit of money in a insane world
I got a (sniff) warrant out for me & I'm walkin a thin line
[Bubba]
It's
the same
I been stuck up in these streets and I been changing up my ways
This shit is really nothing when family is what you lose
All the money in the world
Whenever this world starts gettin' me down
Holden' me back, makin' me frown
I need some music from guitar Town
Come on play me a country song
George
she can be read in every nook
cnd cranny by the new man of her Granny
Said he loves good ol' punany
Oh Mommy
I'm twelve I do sodomy!
It's swag
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
what
Bringin' it live, Dr dre, what
Throwin' up a big ass W
Coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, ha listen
You ain't tryna hot box with me
I swing much
times different toilet
Now the same ol people who have gone through this shit
Are the same people that be causing this shit
Aint that fuckin sick
The new
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