Lyrics:
him then he'll be dead
I don't play that mommy
Now back to the jerk you go
I left your Reebok's by the front door, kick rocks bitch
[Chorus]
grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned
telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
they hear the boom but you see the spark
And I seen the part of your head which used to be your face
Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste
Everywhere I'm opening it up, they kill it raw
Math here, I got 'em keep coming back for more
Man, I'm so turned up, all the marijuana burned up
Y'all don't
back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter what you spent
just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther
And you could choose to, sit in front of your computer
Posin' with guns, shootin' YouTube up
Or you
bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark
And I see the part of your head which used to be your face
Leave you placed by nothin', for bluffin',
Konvict
Konvict Music
And you know we up front
I see you windin' and grindin' up on that pole
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already
And you won't come back
Company, by the rightdress!
Squad camp it hUP!
My goodness me
I am in a bad temper today, all right
Two, three, damn, damn
Two,
ayy
In the car, girl, in the club
What you want, can you freak me, babe? (Ayy)
In the back (ayy), on the side (ayy)
In the front (ayy), left, right
Black diamonds, Black History Month, turned to Martin Luther King overnight
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my
tough, Styles P, up front, let's go, konvict
We in too deep to turn back now D, sure is
Watch yourself before you get blown away
You know where I
by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why
And then a little girl on the Fourth of July
Was born in the front seat of his car
It was
I'm where I've always been
Right by your side
Right by your side
If the whole wide world is on your back
If the strength you need is
Despair published on the front page
3 mile article pre filed particles
Your opinion found lost turn us into housed home
Living by the exhaust
It's been 7 years, man
I left at the height of my career, man and I'm coming back
It's like I'm starting all over again
It don't matter what I
situations go arise
Then she's right there in the holster by my side
That's my other gun
That's my other eye
That's who got my back
When the world ain't on my
ayy
In the car, girl, in the club
What you want, can you freak me, babe? (Ayy)
In the back (ayy), on the side (ayy)
In the front (ayy), left, right
back she want all of that
Follow back, follow back
Don't leave me on read
Baby holla back
Follow back, follow back
Front back side to side
We gone do
I lose, I catch a bullet
Can't tell a *** nuttin' when he starvin' and losin'
Now I'm back up on the street, completely, correctly
You disrespect me,
Them mow 'em all down! oh yeah!
Dead yuppies on the sidewalk right in front of me
Dead yuppies on the sidewalk lying on the streets
Never coming back
Let me catch a vibe
You and me tonight
Want you by my side
Oooohhhh
This just don't feel right
Get you out my sight
Get you out my mind
Oohh noooo
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