Lyrics:
Curb ya dog, he dropped his shit
Try'na pay his way outta gettin' his face split
He got away by the hair on his ass, he lucked up
Now every time
park it
By the bar so they can meet the vic with deep pockets
And them dudes buy them cars and turn 'em in to sweet objects of desire
Big rims
park it
By the bar so they can meet the vic with deep pockets
And them dudes buy them cars and turn 'em in to sweet objects of desire
Big rims
For a disguise, east side niggas is back
Ain't heard your new shit 'cause you niggas is whack
I came to this party all by myself
But I won't leave by
niggaz
Street Life
Mothafuckin' street life
Got us caught up
Soulja Slim
Only life we know
Silkk The Shocker
Ya heard me?
Master P
This for all
You dig where I'm comin' from?
This feelin' hit me by surprise
I'm ready to have some fun
This feelin' that's got me
Hit me before I knew it
Now
You dig where I'm comin' from?
This feelin' hit me by surprise
I'm ready to have some fun
This feelin' that's got me
Hit me before I knew it
Now
be alright
Alright
And if I ever had to do it all again?
Nah, that’s alright
Alright
It’s taken everything I have to make it out of this bed
In
the words to write this song
To get me back on top where I belong. But I'm not over you yet.
I must be having fun all wrong
That river run was a whole lot
and that I'd be alright again
Social status and all of the power in the fight against
Feeling like my life ain't shit
Looking in the mirror, like, what
man? you're out of your head
Sleepless nights, on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty-one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for fun
Day number one, you have a lot of fun
By day number two you've got nothing to do
By day number ten you're trying to stay Zen
So you take a deep
alright
baby lets fxck around
get fxcked up on
pills all day all night
and on and on
I don't need
fakers I need real and all
OG R.I.P to WRLD and all
난 이게
sixty-two packages of cigarettes. why are you carrying all zees into germany for? what are you doing this for?
I . . . I . . .
How long have you been livin'
the town!"
I said "Soul Boy, what's with the frown?"
But in return, all you could say was
"Hi George, meet my fiancee"
Young Guns,
Having some fun
is "The Villain"
My homey from the see-P-T, cold chillin
Now as time flies by I see the game gettin mo' reala
As I get mo' scrilla, can you dig it?
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
I'm alright, I'm okay It's been fine since you went away
I take it day by day I'm alright, I'm okay
And I feel the same familiar way And all I wanna
Ooh, I'm startin' over
Stackin' it, it was the top, now you alright? (I'm startin' over)
I'm quite alright, damn, my money's right
Yeah, ayy,
by yourself thats why all the bitches mad at you
Its been too long these niggas cant match what you on
And im still by myself
Run it up aint need no
you really need
We can fuck it's fun
And I ain't even begun
By the morning I'll be done
All you say you need is me
their eyes
We're all to blame when we stand by
But we don't know what to say
They want a fight and dare us to try
And in result the whole world
A married man? you're out of your head
Sleepless nights, on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty-one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for
Alright you all
It's Keke P, huh I'm flappin'
We're doin' it real big uh huh
Woke up in the morning
And I see the sunshine
Only got the summer time
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