Lyrics:
Feleena the girl that I loved
So in danger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My challenge
God to bless me
O lo nhi shomo
Make dem no address me as common
Shabi i be bad boy ooo yeah
But i want to put food for my cupboard
Go shawty
Say they go
whole time, always in view
Come out come out, no one is afraid
Whats worse could happen trap me in a cage
Make me feel love pain rage
Everything i want
gettin' fat
Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate
I love
[Chorus]
(Girls, girls, girls, girls
and girls for breakfast
You're a titan of the nuclear age
Your muscles flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge
And you love the game, that's why you boast
Because
slump
With good intentions
That's when I realized things would
Never be the same because I know who I love
But I barely feel a thing
For the love
the roof down
Ice-T and the syndicate underground
No selll-outs, cause it's caps we peelin
Girls we love em, and shows we steal em
Knowledge
it's gone be okay
And my thoughts tend to get dark at night
Let me know I'll be just fine
I'll be just fine, if I got you by my side
Baby girl is you
hate the church
Cuz they claim they bout love
But they really spreading hurt
I mean shoutout Pastor Harold
That man, he does it best
But the others in
to take that guy away
And he did he got caught with a loaded gun
And went to jail but first she had his son
Oooh, and now what to do?
She had no man, no
know you must
(You must love me)
Everything in my power and within my frame
To protect you from this life and keep you away from the game
But you
to understand
What I'm thinking
But I know if she could she would kill
Everybody that I hate, 'cause she loves me
'Cause I took care of her since
She was a little
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
was sent out to get me
I'm tore up from the floor up and everything's Black
But Steele I'm on point, ready to Buck, ain't nothin' sweet, Jack
wanna see your face again
I don't even wanna be your friend
Don't wanna be used by you again
So I'm saying goodbye
Girl, I know that you're thinkin'
want you to think none
Gave you love and it hurt like a ink gun
Girl you showed me that I should love no one
When I hop out that cut Imma blow sumn'
Girl
at
Violating get you one in your throat
Still dating your heat, but me and my guns elope
When I die burry me with the totes
In case I run into a lil bit
see the weapons
But I be DC reppin, Grand Hustle the muscle
No me don't love these girls
I just love when I fuck em
I just ah, no me don't love these
They on the receiving end
Of the gun
I cursed you
Everytime I climb
You're getting fired
One by one
But taking one with me
Cause she knows
ankles
from the rest of his feet.
He loves his old laughing lady
'cause her taste is so sweet.
But his laughing lady's loving
ain't the kind he can keep.
was sent out to get me
I'm tore up from the floor up and everything's Black
But Steele I'm on point, ready to Buck, ain't nothin' sweet, Jack
he love her on his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls
And he diggin' in it like
hugs but really want cross me
They did it with niggas acting like it's love but really be salty
been around the world
Seen all type of girls
But never
Teeth like pearls shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love
Well, we crossed
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