Lyrics:
old sea, aint you sick
& tired of all of this merde?
this incessant boom boom
& sand walk
Just gloom booboom & green
on foggy nights the fog is
true
Baby you know I can treat you better
Fly you out to Cali for the weather
Baby you know I can treat you better
Whatever it is, it's whatever
Baby
Girbaud
This is how we go and this is how we do
This how we be, we are the big U
You don't know me and I don't know you
But if you wanna set it, do what
is how we go and this is how we do
This how we be, we are the big you
You don't know me and I don't know you
But if you want to set it, do what you
A preacher shuns his brother
'Cause his bride's a different color
And this is not acceptable
His papa taught him so
It was love that he'd been
him on the cell-e
King talk yo shit
I-I ain't out here hanging with these kids
My time tied up in the biz
Let me talk my shit
She know I love it when
true, but really what I wrestle with is
Coming into my spot and see the silence is deafening
And I definitely ain't saying I want it to be filled with
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
like it or not
I'm bout'a write 'til my mother fuckin' mind has dropped
I ain't quittin' now 'cause this is really all that I got to keep it major
the game, it ain't a glorious road
Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't mean shit
The cure, love all
down for the cause givin' it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings that pack gatlings
hospitals
Get with brothas down for the cause givin it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings
the art of life
I ain't Lion King, it is the circle of life
Why talk money, your word come with a price
Careful who you roll with, cause snakes come with
You are my love
You my gift
You my present
I love you for this
You Gimme time
I give you kids
We gone raise em
For just what it is
We can go travel
old blue jeans?
Oh if this ain't healthy it
Is some kind of clean
I think that Chuck E's in love
Chuck E's, Chuck E's in love
Chuck E's in love, Chuck
late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump
a lot its royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
BLACK
We all royalty
Don't be blinded by the color
life is short, live don't delay
Show more love, you ain't promised tomorrow today
Hard work pays, don't forget you got to play
It's all balance, yang
and afraid of the dark.
What did he say about a shark?
Shark?
This happens every year.
Well, it's a Kung Pao Buckaroo Holiday,
Whatever you do watch
it off the floor
Other chick out of her man's pockets
What kind of shows you be watchin'?
It shows, this is how we choose who we should rock with
I
shit
I just couldn't take
I learned this shit from back in
The day a lot of niggas
Ain't the niggas they say a
Lot of niggas is fake
They killed my dog
armored
Love this feels like deja vu
Success is in my reach just need to push this through
Watch for snakes they’ll deceive just to stand by you
These
down for whatever. All about the cheddar
Put that on my life can't nobody do it better
Said we down for whatever. All about the cheddar
Put that on my
Chu ain't livin' by the G code
What the fuck is fleek though?
Don't ask them, what do he know?
What I forgot is better than whatever they remember
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