Lyrics:
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
of the sun
Hit my breast
Wind rocks my hair
And calls to the west
I've no decision
Which way to be lead by?
The destiny chosen
But is my choice right?
One
Don't throw stones in glass houses (Nah)
And don't throw rocks and black brilliance
I get tonnes of flak, I get millions
Um, that's only matched by
When you understand the concept, then you'll know; "wow
I gotta listen to this song again!"
Uhhehe
Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I'm hella smoke, bitch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
Three beans I'm on that
cocks
Wit niggaz that's hot wit rocks in they cigarete box
Legitamite spotz rock's on the grim rim watch
Swimmin in crops Spot hot simerin
sins
If six murders five, and four sees and sings, who goes to heaven?
Three lives with the guilt of two lives
Living off borrowed time
Fucking the Nine
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
from the mound,
look gringo but he brown,
kill another show in your town,
stack gold bars by the ounce got an open account,
your homies like; ""why'd
come baby
Cradle and all
Maybe I'll live my whole life
Just getting by
Maybe I'll be discovered
Maybe I'll be colonized
You can try to train me
breaks
The cradle will fall
And down will come baby
Cradle and all
Maybe I'll live my whole life
Just getting by
Maybe I'll be discovered
Maybe
your hand
Nick Jonas do a play for a band
Smoking dope Gott 8th in my rib
Penthouse by god where I live
At night I could see all 3 bridge
Catching matta
clones was born
Yo I know that's corny, no, speaking of corn
Aye yo, fellas wait
Yo Em you three should go celebrate
And what better place to take you
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
buckin' 'til there's no one left
Spit the hot shit for niggas on the block down on rock shit
All about money and skins, and burnt chocolate
Three
bumping like a stereo
It go one for the money, two for the Rose
You can go and let your friends know
It go three if you hear me, Portland rock with me
When
the Henny at
Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin` three days in the Waker
Ahaha, yo fuck that calendar
I ain`t for that shit.....
Yo A-rock man,
(Moddy
slums
Just tryna kick my piece off of kiko's drums
Ya know
[Chorus:]
[Jadakiss:] This is how we live
[Styles:] Smoking, drinking, hustling, thinking
drinking that clear lookin for a bitch
That got a lil? money man and suck a lil? dick
Your boyfriend trippin tell him be boo
Live by the G-Code and play
Ignace
Under the rocks
That are played with by children
And thrown at Malcolm
Who's still stuck to the sign that says
"Welcome to Ignace"
It's Christmas
ROCK NOW
By: Ryan Lakebreeze
VERSE 1
Bae
I know it breaks your heart
I wrote them songs
From a Escalade
That didnt go push start
So now i push hard
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