Lyrics:
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock,
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock,
day’s been great!
Sittin here with my peeps
Smile so hard it hurts my cheeks
[Izaya]
Hanging out with all my friends
Eating ice cream once again
Yo this Chris Rock
I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay
We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose
That's how we do it
That's all we do
Belaire Rose!
and shit nigga
Yo, it was the night before he got popped
Big jars of haze, Cheech and Chong bong in the spot
Tropicana, strawberries, diced bananas
on Chris’s couch, now I’m making big amounts…
Jesus I got so many hits, it’s hard to list them out…
(T-Burk)
Woke up today feeling like a winner
Feeling
these bitches playing
If they keep on tempting me I'm going super saiyan
I'm balling way too hard I feel like Chris Paul on the open floor
Better take
one to my daughter, than I am my sons
Do you know how hard it was to admit that?
I'm broken, and black but hell bent on being better and building
good kids with no guidance
We was just riding out to our conscience
Bugg stayed down and so did Connor
I need rent paid in these next days
Got a lot
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
to cash the vibe cheque
From the monday club blues
To an album full
Only my mama get to call me by my first name
I go hard for the city where she birthed me
Got water by the case if you thirsty
And only time I share
I've been thinking about the past and it dawned on me lately
That my peoples never last, we all just fall away mainly
No more Steve or Chris or Zach,
I long for better days, I long for something more
Lately I'm feeling like I'm trapped within this prison
I long for better days, I long for something
marches
The day that Chris Columbus got
Crucified in golden arches
My pedestal was too tall to climb off
In fact that's the reason for the high horse
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
as can be
She smiles at Chris and doesn't notice me
We roll inside to close out the night
I got my wife beater on extra tight
We hit the weights, I max it
have to wipe locusts off your rides
But I'm warming up, oceans is on the rise
I be Ocean with 11 associates on my side
Colder than Chris Martin
doot doot
Party all night
Doot doot doot
Yeah we party all night on the blacktop
Fifth grade, it was all safe
Playing with the bros bumping music all day
nights when me & Fredi, we was way too lit
Walk up out the party, we so drunk We don't know what time it is
I remember them days & nights cuz right now I
control, when I rock'n'roll
{Niggaz} want to bumrush the dominant soul
Jump start is the reflex art, strong hard and cold
Chris Lowe, make the rhymes
[Verse 1: Young Chris]
Lights is gettin' dimmer
Nights gettin' colder
Lost three of my soldiers
Life feel like it's over
Unloadin' there's somethin'
shoes
It is hard, I just don't know where to start
By the looks some people give or the feeling you're apart
It's an experience for so many
And it
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
Sitting here, me and Chris's son
We've got a story to strike you down
About a girl with the light in her eyes
Black on the night, drive on the day
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