Lyrics:
by the code (Scoo oop)
Ricch kinda disappear when I need him but he still my bro
I'm bout all the blessings
You gotta listen
I'm bout all that time
Good bad and the ugly
Hood grad will still study
Stood sad in a sudsy froth from rain up above me
But when hounded by stressing, find me counting my
it
Summer time in Cali
Rollin' down Fairfax
Just left the Nico, bust a left turn on Pico
Gotta see the Bishop, he got me some gator shoes
I'm
I get high I get high
Roll up another one roll up another one
Well I woke up one morning and the sun was shining birds chirping finna be a good day
Early in the morning, its all good to stop drop n roll
And in the evening, its all good to stop drop n roll
When the lights go out, When the lights
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
now give the goods up
Ya'll done pushed up, past the point of no return
It's Meth's turn, so roll that shit up and let's burn
I heard Philly got
Only On The Westside Fool
Surrounded By Section 8 Houses And The Projects
A Place Where You Make The Wrong Turn, You're Gettin Robbed At
We All
Morten Abel - Let the good times Roll
With all emotions the sun sank
I don't want to complicate my life
And the afternoon brings a vague moon
You want it, you on it, I'ma roll call
(Roll call)
I'ma roll call
(Roll call, roll call)
Touch the braids one time
I think I see your size
Yes I'm my
We'll be having a good time
Passing the by-line
Having a good time
You know it's a rock and roll pastime
It might be typical, topical or maybe
to say
We all work together, we make out okay
Good news, good news, good news
Gotta roll down a mountain
Flew over the sea
Facin' death and danger
it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track,
never needed goggles to jump in a pool and see
Fucked her good at night next day come to find out that her boyfriend is cool with me
Don't be thinking
City and Eastside bishops got it goin' on.
With the M.G.'s, Queen street, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the
Village town, Eastside pain, Crenshaw mafia.
touch road
Big vybz
Let the good times roll
Right now a bad gyal by meh side riding shottie
Anywhere we pull up is a party
See more gyal look how
said my name on the radio
He ain't know I was ready
For the world that minute
So the next time he roll up
And drop grams in it
He probably be out
the goods up
Ya'll done pushed up, past the point of no return
It's Meth's turn, so roll that shit up and let's burn
I heard Philly got the best 'scherm, out
mid again
Smokin' Fenty 'bout it, should've put you on the first one, tryna get it in
Ask Fring if this a good idea the next time you cuddled in that
good time
Nobody be there by my side
Close your eyes, shake it up, shake it up.
Baby ya look good tonight
It's a good good time tonight, yeah
and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth
Til that time, it's on and popping, church
Like Don Bishop, the fifth upon cock either
Lift up your
gotta feed it so you can get by
Take the living one day at a time
It's all you can do while we wait in line
While we wait in line
It happens every time
Listen, Preacher read the page move bishops we are with limits
I force myself right through the gates I made it home followed by spirits
I understand no one
yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure God, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
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