Lyrics:
bitches by they looks
When it's really all about what she can do for you
I do for me and still see a True
Ah-ha, really? Do you hear me, bro?
Got your
with insanity my dad used to beat me but the scrolls made
a man of me my Sikh brothers, my verse through you
We sleep in the shadow of snakes like
can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance,
Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance,
To doowutchyalike?
And get that thing packed
the king of romance,
Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance,
To doowutchyalike?
And get that thing packed tonight.
Vanessa Williams, ooh,
You can play the game and you can act out the part
Though you know it wasn't written for you
But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken
to hear.
See, before my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you
Because you always going down
Holding a round
Plus the ones who are with me their motto is take everyone out
One by one
Two by two
And a three by three
Me
nuh go leggo nuh leggo
Know she that him life it couldn't go so
What you really bargain for
Are you bargain for the children of tomorrow
Tell me
We are the one who been
Fighting for freedom
Give it to us like you owe us
Me and my boys we do our best
Still waiting for more program that you bring
friend, killer Ben in Ft Green
Where the girls are real, they tell ya how they feel
If you're soft, you're soft, or if you're hard like steel
See I
on them knees break me off of my gees 'cause
We are taking these if you please (Cheerio)
We are taking these if you don't please
Check it out
We are
are
I won't count on you for that
You're only 'bout yourself
So now I'm by myself
Ill do it on my own I wont ever ask for help
Those nights I've been
doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, ""In the Air of the Night""
About that
by my lonely, cause nowadays these people stray
I'm on the Delaware Water Gap, thinkin' bout shit
If you ain't love me by a scratch, why keep me all in
cannot hang with the gang die by sword I’m going out like the narcos
Pass it to my brother that nigga gone handle you I ain’t gotta say much
I pass him
the people we the people we are one people
Brother my children are Ukrainian
Why you wanna make me rain hellfire on my own seed
Don't you feel the need for
that you wanna meet
Represent all of the evil that made you unequal
Determine the person you'll be
Live with the amateurs, show me your character
Show
a book entitled "Hoes I Knows"
Listen, Mistah Lawnge
What's up
Being that a brother such as yourself knows so
Many hoes
Why don't you tell me
Whats
want to stop me, they can never do it yeah
Grindin' grindin' grindin' on a young brother head
Showed me fake love, all you did was pretend
We went
literally ways to take us back
If you look inside the prisons now the prisoners are Black
When you look inside the ghetto study ways that people act
And you
you tell me what your regret is
Thank God say we no de for jail or down 6ft
Turn by turn if e reach your turn no kon de compete
Pray for grace
said, cast it on Me
What are you believing that is opposite of His love for you in this moment
I speak to every lie in the mighty name of Jesus, bow
looks like glass.
Oh there goes your bobber, he tossed me in the water.
Seeing Hannah by his side, imagining their daughter.
I know you’d be a great man,
I sin after each prayer
My brother told me you got to keep that shit tucked
And if they act up you got to bust their gut
Make sure it's loaded up, let
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