Lyrics:
that fronting
You're wasting my time
Uh, yo
I like the fact you're buggie
To wrapping you're doobie
The way you walk with big bags of Gucci
Fucking the game I'm crushing the greed
You got the fire I won't abstain
Smoking a doobie I'm pouring champagne
Doing my shorty stay out my way
I'm just
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
feel good
Mom dukes a be glad
But let me tell you, son, Yo don't go get had
You see, I speaks for real, Because I do know the deal
The way my brothers
usually sooth me yeah.Im feeling groovy live my life like a movie. I roll another doobie keep from losing myself, stay proving myself, cant wait for them I
stressing doing more drugs
Not to mention if you test them they be four guns
I need funds with some versatile out of order
Now I'm posted up by the Eddie
more drugs
Not to mention if you test them they be four guns
I need funds with some versatile out of order
Now I'm posted up by the Eddie Bauer
have to find a way to our freedom
cnd thus, I'm fighting for in this kingdom
Struggle day by day, try to see another way
Knowing in this concrete
I got a heartbreak
They took my brother and they left me in a dark place
I gotta make it somehow I'm in a lost race
Growing up had to be home by
I got a heartbreak
They took my brother and they left me in a dark place
I gotta make it somehow I'm in a lost race
Growing up had to be home by
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
blood pressure if you fry it
Or even a stroke, heart attack, heart disease
It ain't no starting back once arteries start to squeeze
Take the easy way
acting like nothing happened
We went about our way, brothers domino slapping
Pulled up on the side to see what girls were wearing
T popped the top and had
one by one
Troubles fade into the distance
The Doobie Brothers on the radio
Maura reads the weather for ya
Says, "New York City got another three
life a habit
Just like this new whip we gone ride that’s for one another
We ain’t related by our daddy , cousin, sister, mother, nigga still my fuckin
and My Bros radicals by blood
Started comin up and ever since it wasn't enough...
(Chris Guero)
Forever my Brothers Keeper
Ridin with the K cnd my
puffing on that power plant
My clique smokes it to the ashes were Doobie Brothers
Hit the strip club with a passion were boobie lovers
Got a whole pound
A man on your side
Someone that you think that you can trust is just
Another way to die
JW: Another tricky little gun giving solace to the
one that will
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
these bands make her dance,
Her and her friends bout to act up
She gon' twerk to get that paper
Middle finger to a hater
Roll another doobie up and let
Ori mii
Ma sun le
For the raba
For the chase
All the way
By the way
Make I get money na na na na
This is a life drama
When we drop another
breath
Cool off man, forget about it
Drop the weapon
Kick it away
Drop your gun
Look the other way
Drop the weapon
Live another day
Drop your blade
bother me, sort of heartened me
My niggas by the car with me, screwing 'round with authority
Bum rushed our way in the door, wage of a war
Waving
I did for
Remember my name brother
Or would they judge me
By the wrong things that I’ve done brother
I hope say dem no go forget me
The way dem
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