Lyrics:
always get the leaching
Pray that my niggas live they lives large
Pray I see 21 before my day falls
Always been one to lead so I stay strong
Blood in my
There ain't no way that we're losing the beef
We're ahead in the lead
We been expanding we do it with speed
He been with me from the start
Light in my
Now it costs you six figures to book me (big bank)
They don't wanna see me up, but I done came so far (so far)
Big boy, Rolls Royce truck, in
when they will return.
Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show.
He's proper tall, genteel and all,
do the dash n hit the next speed
Hop behind me but cant catch me
Got my nigga rollin' in the next seat
Gentlemen like can you pass it please
He rollin'
you home by now?
Couldn't drive home, I'm not sober now
Plus Odis just told me he'll show me how
To hold this down
Going over different flows and sounds
up motherfucker quit pushin' me up!
Right there, there, it's over, damn he's right there
It's over, it's over
Hey yo who the fuck is that?
It's
niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin' along
Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks
But you can tell he ain't a Christian, by
like Jordan (get me more)
I know Miguel work at hotels, preform in California (Miguel)
One thin' I know for sure, his work, it come up through
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
not Dee Potts
XD on me, X you out, get popped for that watch
Banana clip be sitting in the K we at Jurassic Park
Rambo finna slide on these niggas, he
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Formed by the village of badness and bad karma
Punched by the stagnant water gate threw the fickle back
But by the window's still three nickels in
his surprise
It was not me he saw in there but Celestine
And now it's her that he lusts after
I can hear that wicked laughter
Still he comes to me but
she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello,
He then met me
Then me became we
Then fredo just came in this bitch like a boss
Scraping and grinding
Scratching and clawing
I admit we had taking some
Woke up this morning it felt like any other day
Look at the clock and my homie said that he's on his way
To pick me up and head to the store, I forgot
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay
The little Lord
the fuck from 'round me
Couldn't hold it down so get the fuck from 'round
I got it by myself
I didn't get help from friends
They wanted all the benefits
But
to pray and give in,
So he called their names out one by one,
But there was no one else around but him,
He saw the ship go down in the fading light,
And he
I know a man
Who lives in his dreams
Popsicle fairylands
And chocolate submarines
He keeps holding on to that dog by the tale
But there's no point
Nobody's Home Nobody's Home
Do you want to take this chance wit me
I know (I know) I know he be seeing you glance at me
And oh, do you want to live your
Where do we go
You come to slaughter us in our homes
Jefferson Atatiana shot up in her home
Stephon Clark by his grandma's
He was shot up in her home
He
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