Lyrics:
explain the pain I felt in my chest
I'd never been so heartsick, the blame was all on myself
We all let it ride, I saw you from time to time
Like walking
anybody K, California all day
Yessir, on the curb, Mossberg by the band
Little homies on the roof with the blam-blam-blam
Long Beach, popping pill on 'em
and out the gym, feelin' slimmer than spaghetti
Stackin' muscle on these bones, yeah I got the hoes sweaty
Wait a second... Yo, we all outta weed
Let's go
The light is killed by darkness
That's the world we live in, man there ain't no way around it
Every time that you want to go and climb a mountain
need nobody else
Party by myself I'm at the party by myself
Party by myself I don't need nobody else
Yeah, I don't need nobody else
I got money, I got
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Party by myself
Rather be inebriated
Got nobody else
My words are abbreviated
Buy the whole top shelf
You can't
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
angels broke cages
They seen animals, we made stages
Became famous by freein' the world of their own danger
Prison mentalities, we're all hanging from
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
we'll go (shut the fuck up)
Alright
Ask Dre
All I got is my word, my dick and my MAC-10
One thing you can never have is my motherfuckin' black skin
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
Pemberton now
Four bullets tear you in half
Fuck the music we got a oouzi for all you fags
Get this shit out of my stereo
DIALATED YOU VIOLATED
Now you bout
yea, a nigga been retawdid
Me and Bibby in the building, life of the party
Know it's got a name but I don't know what to call it)
We are strong, no one
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
by the cops true story
Nobody said we'd be here
Nobody said it'd be fair
Nobody just to be clear
Nobody nobody nobody
Nobody said we'd be here
Nobody
the back locked
'Cause we got a little bit of Tango (yeah)
Real nigga from the South to the
East they feel a nigga
Bangin' wax since a nigga get a wait
Take
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
When the party's over and the music stops
And when the night gets cold
And now you're feeling all alone
With nobody to hold (ooh)
But you know I'm
V.I.P
Ain't nobody party like we
So what you know?
What you know about I.P.P?
Keep everything fresh from A-Z
Got my key to the city and we always V.I.P
Little bit of dash just to fill it up
Hit up some chicks, yeah the thick ones
Tell em meet us at the venue for a little fun
Ladies we got you, no need
Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all
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