Lyrics:
the bus
Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
'Cause you know we ain't gonna
the bus
Mama, she's home in the window, waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
'Cause you know we ain't gonna
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
wake up in a new reality then I have to keep doing it until I finally hit base reality, but then how will I know which death is gonna be final, you know
to be[01:27.81]Or what the artist was feeling around the time of recording said album[01:34.14]And this is no different[01:35.03]I'm gonna—I'm gonna do that because,
and said boy handle your biz (ok mama)
I just called Nelson and told him man send me a hit
Me and G from the D but he from the six (he from the six)
Whoa,
Hah giddyap!
Ha ha ha hah..
Another dope dope dope style
By the massive BDP crew
Of course I will now present to you
A different view
I think she meant that life isn't passing me by (Passing me by)
But that I'm passing life too fast for me to realize
All we love one day will seize
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
I'ma put it on ya (Who)
Drop bombs on ya like they did in Oklahoma
[Mz. G.B. of the Ghetto Twiinz]
See ones that Nigga Yuk, look
Somebody gon die
You
leather jacket made to fit, I'm a real love me not
Give me the highway with my Willie Nelson smoke
I've crossed the line some many times I can't tell "will
I'll be back, but for now just sekkle
Did you hear the main thing
That was just said?
In about four seconds
A teacher will begin to speak
I'll play
Gotta pour up R.I.P. to Pimp (Too much)
I don't know how many cups I'm sippin'
Tryin' to smoke one with Willie Nelson
Get so high that I'm moonwalkin'
I
hoes out be cheatin' must be that time of the season
Even if you didn't have the flu I still wouldn't get aaah choo keep sneezing
If you knew my album's
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
it Rosie, that's what it's there for
Rosalita, jump a little lighter
Señorita, come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar
be a running back ( Running Back )
All I know is get a sack off the d perfecting that
Hit it with a twist a small dab yea that's the Will effect ( Will
we will no pause
Then statue niggas gonna get taken out in one big haul
Stick to the code abid by the streets law
Don't snitch or be a sucka is part
and my lady
'cause I'm 25 now and I'm trying to be
Selling records by the thousands before I'm 33, listen
By admission I think that I'll never win
'cause
them
Wasn't a perfect fit so I couldn't sport 'em
Young murderers ride, I knew all them
Jungle got shot, Will died, we was warring
I wrote it in my album
the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pop's age that
be D and fuck all that living thirsty, so Nino
do his out in Jersey, showin no mercy, with Frank Nitty
who else and, some nigga with a Babyface
You say you want a lover with a sense of danger
Come with me
I got some Willie Nelson in my Cd changer
Come with me
If you think I'm tryin'
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
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