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where the bangers get caught
Hid the gun in the trees, arrest me by the court
I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by the quart, for real
Good weed, I
[Chorus]
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla
Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon,
step
While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance
Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun
I tell 'em we doing the hammer
a pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get a pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
California air!
Chain all blue like it's runnin' out
Mister, you may, have traveled near or far,
But you haven't seen the country,
till you've seen the country by car!
Mister, may I, recommend
Les problèmes sont en effet de taille
Mais est-ce qu'on peut les résoudre à base de drive-by
T'es trop jeune mon gars, pose ton gun
Avant que ne sonne
Meet you in LA the side of the Road
We had a great conversation
Whiling riding that boat
Fall in love with me in California
Taking a ride
Cut the music up please man
I'm so fucked up, you have no idea
I smoke that La La La, it's music to my ears
All my niggas is wasted
Got guns on they
on Sunset Strip
Yeah, ha ha
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Players and pimps
We'd like to welcome you all to Los Angeles
(LA) , California (Here's
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder whyFriday night and everyone's moving
I
I'm a wanted man, wanted man...
I'm wanted, I'm a wanted man...
Oh yeah...
yeah...
ah honey, I'm a wanted man
I'm a wanted man in California,
I'm
said about Reagan?meant it. Acted like an actor?Hollyweird. Acted like a liberal. Acted like General Franco when he acted like governor of California
you gangbanging let me see credentials
And when I pull this gun out you know how this go
Started with a dollar and a dream!
(Look at me now, look at me
another crazy
Nigga here with a gun
" well let me tell you
Something: Human life means very
Little to me at this point in time you
See, I thrive on misery
a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101
Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair
He had axle grease imbedded underneath his
brought up in Gardena California
Uh she started tuggin' an rubbin' on the Swoop
I'm wastin' my drink swervin in my rag 6 duce
Uh you didn't know I
in my-
Mission to the stars with no license in the car
All the broken hearts in a California bar
Pull me back to god if you find me in the dark
Pull me
(Not A Rapper)
And that gun got a laser not talking bout zap
Shawty stay on my mine I wanna see her all the time
When that girl walk by you know I just
a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
you
La la la
La la la la la la la
La la la
So I held my hand with my daughter
As we moved to Nevada
We were broke but our family was one
Although day by
Oh girl with you by by side i'll be alright yeah
Oh girl with you by by side i'll be alright yeah
OH girl I see you be lookin at me
We can wake up
Jerry Jeff Walker
Well, our story starts in Texas, where he's tempered by the heat
That skinny Alvin boy believes his fastball can't be heat
So he
for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin
wrote it myself by the way (amen)
Yo Young, Jeezy (amen)
Jizzle, Snowman (amen)
We gotta give the streets what they want man (amen)
Fuck the god damn
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