Lyrics:
like a fever dream
Must be two hundred degrees
Baby cause you feel like fire
Burning right into my bones
I'll go insane
Can't walk away till I get what I
here by
Is no longer there i see 'cause now I
Look on the street every day
And I see all these young men
Standing on the corner
It used to be you could
government cheese
Spray on Suzuki's, eleven-hundred CC's
No plate on the back, straight squeezin' the MAC
In the hood they identify niggas by they cars
So
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows your troubles a hundred times over
You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That
and Fifties yeah no none for you
Some of these women they jumpin and jumping around kangaroo
Count up a check and I times it by two if I'm going ghost then
(Ah)
Two to the helmet, close range
That'll silence him (Doot doot doot)
I might have to straight slap
The shit out of a
Rap nigga to show niggas ain't
drunk
My uncle Champ pump crack, smoked my fuckin' stash up
I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch
I mean I'm what you call smoke man,
uncle Champ on crack, smoked my fuckin' stash up
I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch
I mean I'm what you call smoke man, I'm what you
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
trained to kill
We'll chop you up a hundred times worse than the Haitians will
F'real, nah f'real I need a track homey
Dre we too close, ain't no turnin
when you see them hundred smokes squirrel
Candied out while you spit yo' last on the pearl
The Don Daada, I'm hotta than holly watta
Wish I was your
Performed by Prince
Spoke 2 me
I can't believe it but she spoke 2 me
Close 2 me
I never thought I'd get her close 2 me
Now the moon and the sun
one day they might back into him (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Smooth - Verse 2]
With nothin to loose, I walk through clutchin my tools
Ice-grill make you wanna
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
hundred
For you to get to running
Keep that choppa bussin
Keep them niggas spinning
Only two can play but only one is winning
Everday I pray but I'm still
close to being fed up with this shit
Trash Star, yeah I'm feelin' better about this shit
Drain life, baby let me tell you about this shit
Crushed up, I
you sayin' that His human side
Is prayin' to His divine side
That is Father
In that case then there are two beings
In the person of Christ is
That what
to the wise. Dedicate it to dames
Dividin' myself into 100 ten times
You can't deny the offering's an offer
Flows that glow with aurora's the spark
felt this way
I talk that shit because it's true
If anybody know, it's you
You my fucking day one
And my fucking day two, shit
By day 26 we were
Chorus: (0:15)
Thought we were planning on meeting and seeing each other or some by the end of the month,
You canceled last minute and now I’m left
nigga, put my money by my teeth
Yeah and it’s magic whenever I hear the beat
But give me a hundred keys y’all
A never hear from me, shit
Young Money
Screaming fuck twelve while I blow out all this indo'
I just bought boat, make you sea sick if you step close
Hallelujah, I found Jesus when I drowned
She
Chorus X2
So what you want soldier?
Close your eye, make a wish
Nigga tryin' to come up, is like tryin' to drown a fish
When the drama run up, nobody
take from it
What you learn in the process, what you make of it
Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I loved it
Shoulda packed a parachute
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