Lyrics:
good laying her beside you
Digging deep, ol' nine up beside you
But we can't kick out in public, gotta hide you
Cause all my partners in the hood done
class
Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast
Cause I know how to handle your fake ass
I'm a ride on you and hide you in
close, baby, I don't bite
Plus I know you want a man that will treat you right
Tell me baby why, why you wanna hide?
What you feel inside, 'cause I feel
Here's a record for you homie, 'cause I know you got caught
One love, East Side, that's how we do ride
D.P.G.C. we do or die
Oh yes we're fresh to death,
I'm not concerned with people
Who prey on the wealth of their fellow man (oh yea)
'Cause they only want to know you, and roll you
Only for
The crowd sees me out dancing
Carefree and romancing
Happy with my someone new
I'm laughing on the outside
Crying on the inside
Cause I'm still
treated so unjust
Cause I'm tryin' to inspire the folks, you want to be them
Cause they sell dope, well man show 'em the ropes
Be a father or a football
through niggas
Whole crews, not just one or two niggas
Cause you ain't representin' the south, you just embarassin'
See you on t.v. in New York, them
sound full of myself or rude
But you ain't looking at no other dudes 'cause you love me
(I'm sorry baby, uh, so sexy)
So you think about a chance
You
and scream?
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Too many lives they've spent across the ocean
Too much money been spent upon the moon
Well,
room
What she did with my perfume;
I just can't lose it,
I've gotta use it,
'Cause Lulu's back in town.
Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed,
Gotta
big floaty he twistin a swisher slowly
Bend the corner ain't no hatin and all the hoes no me
These hoes star struck cause we spendin dem big bucks
And even though the price for the house was so much
I still roll with them from the hood like what up
Cause when it comes to being the realest I'm sure
some schoolboy pick a fight.
Cause I'm ready.
As ready as anybody can be.
Well, I'm ready for you.
I hope you're ready for me.
Now listen
All
the cops
He'd come runnin' out with a shotgun cause we were runnin' down his crops
And I reckon he's still wonderin' who that was
But that was us
Now
the thing that you want
You are the first one of your kind
And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel 'cause I want you some
feel like you're on fire, boy drop and roll
Niggas'll eat your ass up, 'cause they heart turned cold
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load
How can I show you I'm glad I got to know you 'cause
I've heard some talk they say you think I'm fine
This guy's in love and what I'd do to make you
funny 'cause they know a nigga strong
Money long and we comin'
I bought my first key from my baby mama brother
I bought my first key, bought my,
has amazed me
'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And make it big—ba—big—big bay—ba—baby
So maybe the eighties made me crazy
I've
slips into his new little BMW
And drives farther and farther, farther away
'Cause he works all day and tries to sleep at night
He tells him thing will
little
On this pool picnaratin the proverbs and riddles
I'm fresh like green bananas and fly like contenental
Cause I stay up on my grind late night like
lad
Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (Gun blast)
'Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug
Runnin' from cops out
I used to be a rolling stone
You know if the cause was right
I'd leave to find the answer on the road
I used to be a heart beating for someone
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