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I'm drunk
Ten in the morning I'm drunk
Got champagne overflowing my cup
Two bad bitches straight gassed blowing skunk
Cops by the door my nigga watchu
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking
In the service on sunday morning
I take the line out the good
Book an eye for an eye
Shoot me I
meant to be
One of the greats, pray your legacy's forever
Live your best life filled with moments you can treasure
We were living in the good old days
We
i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by (Cry together)
Yeah yeah
Ahh (You look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Tical
Like sweet morning dew
I woke up early this morning feeling that good shine on my bed
The sun was shining and you were on my mind
I woke up early this morning feeling that
live forever if the good die young
Ten years later had a hot rod ford
Constable clocked me at a hundred and four
Judge said, "Boy, you're gonna hurt
times, evening, morning and afternoon. You Who are utterly good, Whose mercies never fail; You, merciful One, Whose lovingkindnesses never cease, we have
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Because you know, they don't ring by themselves (they don't?)
No, silly boy
Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower
Lives the mysterious bell
Hide the law deep inside my chest More spirit and less flesh
Walk by faith, you do the rest Wake up every day, say God bless
I'm just trying to live
Wanna Live A Good Life
I Just Wanna Live A Good Life
Good Life
Never Hold a Grudge
Cause Who Am I to Judge?
Remember Nights Me and Pete Had to finesse
90 other time I would say it's over
Since the party so live, I can keep it going
Shit don't stop till six in the morning
Come seven o'clock a nigga
90 other time I would say it's over
Since the party so live, I can keep it going
Shit don't stop till six in the morning
Come seven o'clock a nigga
the old school
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
on
KID from the old school
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One
Judge Thayer called these two good men.
I'll tell you the prosecutors' names,
Katsman, Adams, Williams, Kane;
The judge and lawyers strutted down,
coming
And by the way you're alive
Good fucking morning
Good morning
Good fucking morning
I need a Rollie
On the wrist
On the hand
On my mouth
When I'm
I’m sick of singing ‘bout the good old days, I’m
Sick of singing about how we used to sleep together
We’d judge our best friends by the food they
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see the penitentiary
Way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face
of thoughts
Democratic gats
Saved by the judge
The flavor, that was brought about that day
Steaks come out, raw
Say oh! Clap your hands
Let's start
live in and I send blessings to my cousin
Good morning
It's a good day as long as I'm alive
Good morning
It's good day as long friends and family by my
a lottery but he died in a heart attack
Good morning graveyard, the girl who was a beauty pageant got killed by her diet
Good morning graveyard, an old man
strong
Said life is short brothers never get to live it long
Gotta kill good to do bad people know they wrong
I'm having nightmares of dying from a bullet
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