Lyrics:
a rat
Damn, niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that
You know me, I stay wit' a bitch on her knees
And give guns away in the hood like
Boy Roy and me
We're on stage tonight in Angel Town
Where how you look's what matters
Things are lookin' up so don't look down
We should go home
need em
It’s legal
To brutally beat him
If he don’t abide
By the path that you lead him
I’m gonna need him
To clarify freedom
Cause he don’t
Abide
brine
Let the sand slide down your hand that's a nice sign
Time to a man is a ride he must abide by
Cant get a look in it seems you mistook him
What you
went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I'll
and how we wrap bricks with petroleum
Clean strips like custodians (uh-huh)
My rap sheet got coke on it, my stash house got broken in
West signed me, I
hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit,
I'm from the block where u don't pass like a flunky
We make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey
Yes, I want you to come around here with that plan
I'm from the block but you
Don't pass like a flunky
We make a bitch a mule
And everybody act a donkey
Yes, I want you to come around
Here with that plan
waiting for you"
And there they were standing side by side smiling at me
Tex Ritter Johnny Horton George Morgan
Dottie West and Keith Whitley
And then he
hide
You can't even run, but I bet you will try
Mind games, shawty, that's what we play
Mind games all day, don't play with me
Don't play with me, yeah,
You don't wanna fuck with me (Nu-uh)
Soy lo que tu quieres ser (Yu-uh)
Pero no puedes tener (Yu-uh)
No Santa ¿cómo se te ocurre colaborar con ese wey?
Roy lived in 57th street
Visited Sally twice a week
Sally oh that poor old gal
Just placing the blame on my best pal
Consumed by her fantasies unable
like Durk
I need me a baddie that's all on me
And she love my smirk
I want me a India
Gone bring a friend with you putting in work
I want me a big body
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
compliment when you compared me with him
An on the radio the beautiful voice of Barbara born Ben
In my heart you have taken the lead
In glow, tears an' every
a Beastie tattoo
Your sister's def
That's it, AdRock is pissed
If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit
You can bet if she gets
a rat
Damn, niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that
You know me, I stay wit' a bitch on her knees
And give guns away in the hood like
locked in
Gangstas put me in they top ten (they know)
I be the same ol' G
Play the rules we abide by (put me in yo' top ten, nigga)
You know live by
ripped it (you ripped it, Mon') but I still didn't win it, though
But now the people know me as Money be
Not just a freckle-faced short lille want to-be
instrumentals lead guitar
A gaze ma eye on your back tyre 3taamu basaa yeah
Accra girl to Guinea Bissau
Adib3sa yi me terry bom chakaa yeah
Abide by the law
abide by
I bet 'cha never see me with my head hung low
I bet 'cha never see me with my eyes to the floor
I bet the boys skit, homie they ain't no
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
scene.
I wanna know if you do love me.
I love you baby with all my heart.
Oh please don't ever say we will part.
Diddley, diddley, diddley, diddley
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