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clearer to see You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar Niggas could beat ya collar But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods You got it good, niggas can't be
Crimbo (Proper Crimbo) Hey-up, where's all t'band gone, Come on kids help us out Sing with me (Proper Bo-Bo) Check it out (Proper Bo-Bo) Can I get
guard But fuck you mother fucker you see how I'm coming I come from the slum, and I come up from nothing Don't play with me bitch and don't push the wrong
to do These niggas actin up in the hood, send mo' troops Oh you'se a ball in the White House, I hope you comfortable Cause yo I spend my nights out
wackness Killing the craft There is just madness And it's just sad Now isn't it sad to see it come to this? Isn't it sad it had to come here now? Fly away
Gotta keep dat pistol on me (Dat pistol on me) Cuz these niggas think they finna come and get one on me (Get one on me) Das when ima let it blow I
see us from Elektra to Undeas Ow, wanna be us I'm out here, ooh Ladies night Ladies
the chips then i'm running You won't ever know the fine line Between how hard i work to get by Buy time just to cut all loose ties Time don't fly by when its
hope you comfortable 'Cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out Under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless And young
No girl named Brian Not a girl named Brian And he started to shave And have one off the wrist And want to see girls And go out and get pissed This man
bow, bo-bo-bo-bowling Bowl, bow, bowling, bow, bowling Bo-bo-bo-bo-bow, bowling [Verse 2: JL & Lyricks] What you know about rollin’ out? Head east
shit, that see shit that makin niggas sick How does it feel to see a G from your clique? Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?) Last night's
the gutter Cold nights in the trenches Mama told me stay up out that water, but I'm hard headed should've listened To the money we committed By any means we
Man you hell of a pussy for The shit you did last night I could tell you nervous right now by How you moving your hands right Yeah please don't fuck
day today Call the girls hey you come get over here! Bring your stuff time to shape up For a girls night out We call a cab that takes us down
Look up outside see its raining and pouring And Aint nobody feeling bad im Sick and tired of the mourning Weather on some life shit At night its
Looks like you got yourself invited to another game night Pull up in a lyft like you just leaving your shift Gotta come bearing a gift this ain't no time
see us from Elektra to Undeas Ow, wanna be us I'm out here, ooh Ladies night Ladies
come on kids help us out) Sing-with-me Proper Bo Bo Check-it-out Proper Bo Bo Can I get a re-wind? Proper Bo Bo Hell that were reet good Proper Bo
to) stack all my chips yeah Never worry about a Bitch yeah Why do my life come with risk dam and all the gone homies I miss yeah I cannot lack
diamond ring don't shine Baby gonna take it to a private eye If that private eye can't see He gonna have to come and talk to me Said, hey Bo Diddley
diamond ring don't shine Baby gonna take it to a private eye If that private eye can't see He gonna have to come an talk to me Said hey Bo Diddley
every word out my lungs I'm losin it, snappin' huh, this ain't just no rappin' uh Back all the way back when you see that strap cause it go ra-tata-ta
at the sun Let's never come back C Notes on red Let's spend our last stack Feels good being bad Putting g's on black If we lose, we've still won No odds can
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