Lyrics:
dreams
Got China comin' out of 'er jeans.
Get money by any means, wearin' anything that's skin tight
Pretties up the outside to cover-up what's inside.
express the hood, and what I see on the daily
My scenery daily
Task force...B & E's daily
A task y'all...being me daily
They want to put, three in me
[Chorus: Mr. Probz]
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now
at a hundred and three
Her singing it was rapture, it was ecstasy.
Oh yeah
Madam Lisa of the stars
Messenger of hope
She was the messenger
cause oh
Everytime I call you be there for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon'
when I robbed the randall's
Flow hot like campbell's change broads like channels
Two or three at time 'cause we all just mammals
The songs I sample
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
JFK, like a plot by the CIA
We ain't dying from the KKK
When that AK spray, they say "ay bay bay"
Stay tuned watch the melee play
Get attached
A punani gate, I'm a potential felon
Izm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin
Channel one two, I'm smashin the law
Channel three, I make a run
on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)
then I give a concusssion in your NUTS when I'm bustin'
(Heads)
Dead with my lead graff
I cloth thee,
[ Murs ]
There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is
But really it's my crew and these three white kids
One brother, one sister, some other mister
I
Bizzy
But they downed me on it, and they kept the bag for three days
I stood at the front door, right at the airport
Better believe I'ma get my trees
I
Tell our self we'll fallback as soon as that money stop (oh!)
Yet heat still on ya what (and)
Dudes stand on the corner like if life passes us by
(man) I can't believe it
Nice ass and cleavage
She's 23, she's somebody I can see ME wit
2 weeks pass, now I'm gettin wit her
3 weeks pass, I'm livin
I made this one for the brothers in the party
To find a hottie
And dance body to body
Step one: first you grab honey by the waist
Step two: then
of the contraband for my private stash.
Survived a crash, stab wounds and gunfire,
Some liar with one prior.
King of rock, there's none higher.
One, two, three
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
spins me round and upside down, I feel the power
The turning of my life is measured by the hour
You make my day
Lucky is as lucky does
And thanks
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone
Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
Now niggaz drink brew, guzzle Lucefer stew
Young E, only eleven, got a three-fifty-seven
And said he sold drugs by day 'cause havin cream was
On the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse:] [Mystikal, Mac]
[Mystikal]
A helluva, helluva nigga right chea
You can take
the sky
I'll always know that you'll be by my side
Another tear will not be shed
Its just you and I
When the day turns into night my love
I know this
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