Lyrics:
bap' thru ya door nigga
3 don't see no nigga realer than me
And 2 is always better than 1
Thank god we finally on
Can't stand for nothing you'll fall for
Sorry you just gotta let em' hate
While you grind everyday
Soon there won't be nothing they can say
Cuz I grind never lay
Ain't by my side go away
If
since I've seen your face
On and on I could not replace the fire that burns for you
So here's to the good times, here's to the bad
Here's
a house
Going on vacation
Leaving something good
For our next generation
It's time to get out the hood
Cuz we all been through it
Every one doubted us
But
the (jump out boys, too tall??)
My niggas took the charge
My second Joe's down in CCC
For my birthday, my niggas gathered up by my window G
The spread's too high is nothing I just tease 'em
More celebratin' this year and less grieving
But I'm always down for a funeral
For a nigga hatin' while I'm
to go out and dance at night
We'd cross the street and you'd hold my hand
Same man now that you were back then
Young kids good for nothing but high
to go out and dance at night
We'd cross the street and you'd hold my hand
Same man now that you were back then
Young kids good for nothing but high
come running in your fright
Seeking shelter from the night
And you search each passing face
For a sign someone could care
But they rush by in their
What?
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh god (Oh god)
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
(Yeah, Woah, Talmbout)
Pray for my boys in the land (Land)
I pray for my
were up to no good at all
It was so good til the fall
What's the matter with loving you
Been out for one or two moves in the games you been playing
I
there from the start for me
And your love's always been true as can be
I give my heart to you
I give my heart 'cause nothing
Can compare in this
bluffin bluffin
When you say we could be something
But we're nothing
Cause you're no good for me (you're no good for me)
And I'm far too good for you (too
It's over
They say they won't control you
Goddamn I'm taking over
Got bands like paper rolling
Your man don't do nothing for it, so what's he here
solo with a grin while I wave goodbye
I'm the black sheep
I'm good for nothing
I'm a bad seed
But I'm good for some things
Black sheep black sheep
They
to someone
Tell me I'm overreacting and I'm mad for nothing
This is what it feels like when you love someone
Proof is in the pudding so why do I keep eating
good figures
From ganglands, where opps get pushed in wood chippers
Hold court in the streets, laws different from congress
Endorsed by another source
Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothing, feel like a asthmatic
69 her favorite, that's simple mathematics
And she can tell by my eyes I love that ass-clapping
friend
With an eye socket full of needles
And a will to die for nothing
And that's glory
Abide thy crass itinerary barely suitable
For common slum cats
tight let me pop them buttons
You can ride my elevator bay-bee cause it
Ain't nothing for me to freak you, up and down
We going between sheets boo,
Don't you feel it growing, day by day
People getting ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh, we got to let the music play
What
Don't you feel it growing, day by day
People getting ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Whoa, gotta let the music play
Mhm
What
Rocking for the 845
When we skateboard by
Gotta stay more fly
Than the next one
Waiting on our ****
Keep it hot
Hold it down for the squad
'Cause you
That's the one, oy
How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, oh well at least they allowed me through
Should
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