Lyrics:
a du rag
If somebody tell me ish I'll put my foot up they ass
I don't play it by the books play it by my own rules
I ain't sticking to the script imma do
of self-expression
She on call, she collecting
I'm no option, I'm a lifestyle
Driving real slow, you paid by the mile
Got to make these tracks in case I die tomorrow
the
Uke and guitar and like singing stuff
She's great though
That's impressive
High key the best song on the album
Very consistently everyone's favorite
I
said forget what you don't have, look at what you do
You got your, father, your mother, your sister, your brother
You three albums deep and plus you just
on the craziest wave, album's a classic and I hopped on the stage
Caught a few planes, my pen getting static those tiny lil rappers they better behave
I know they
of self-expression
She on call, she collecting
I'm no option, I'm a lifestyle
Driving real slow, you paid by the mile
Got to make these tracks in case I die tomorrow
patience
Track after track this one
Might be the greatest
Cookin the craft making
Cheese from the basement
The Album jus dropped they still
Probly won't play
down to play with my children
Now I got bands, I'm playin' with millions
But, I can't lie and say, "I don't miss you"
Knowin' the I'm Him album
limit's
A nigga touch my brother Ev
Imma bust his head
Heard him talking choppy on the net
When niggas seen us in public
It was nothing said
In his kit
I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's
EV''RYTHING PASS YOU BY, YOU'RE ONLY HERE ONCE
AND I'VE BEEN HERE LONGER THAN MOST OF YOU."
SO STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO BUY THIS ALBUM,
SO I CAN PLANT ROSES
black Trans-Am dippin on that man, who that be?
TIM-BA-land, now haters want to get at me
Just because we three brothers dippin in the FLY RIDE
He
album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
That's when it all changed
See that's was the first time we wanted to get on stage
I was nervous, my brother wasn't afraid
We both was at a very
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
Hip Hop Hooray
by Naughty By Nature
Album : 19 Naughty III
Give it up for Naughty By Nature
Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho
You drew
give you a pool, then I'll cut out the lights
Yo Brothers in the studio going crazy right now
Making this new album in the night now
It's getting real
Girl, do you love me? I need some Visine for the vision
If she wanna fuck him, I'll cut her off at any minute
Can't sit by that hoe, starting to feel
my brothers, I got pain all on this album cover
Might just make another, let it flow like butter
Let it go like Anna, catch the wave just like you
to get off my chest
And speak on and just, let go
And I guess that's why I make albums
Anyway, rest in peace to my little brother Yoshi
We love you kid,
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
started pacing in anger by what they did to my brother
Why can't we live in a world where we all love one another
Why them crackers always thinking that
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