Lyrics:
to the murder scene
But it's too late, it's absolute pandemonium
Whisked away in an ambulance is your fate
Nothin' nobody told you when you left the house
And have no delay, and yo, by the way..
Chorus
[Everlast]
Extra extra, read all about it
How could ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it!
The House
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
we'll be there soon
Yeah The gang we is some goons
Dropping bodies by the moon
Yeah
We throwing bands like running man
Do a little dance and you think
oldest son just turned five, I said "Lil nigga, you a man now"
Ride around with that strap out cause that Rolls Royce, glass house
I just got a text that
house
Would you fuck around and find out
Bitter flavour lurking
Now my teeth are hurting
Thirty grams of sterling
Got it running through my bloodstream
program
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, livin fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin eatin pastas
Layin in the house tellin
finna fuck I burnt her head And kicked her out
How the fuck is you is my opp when you ain't sent no shots at me if I Don't beat that Case Today keep
My pet peeve is a camera in my face
Have you ever heard of personal space?
I walk around town in a hoodie and some shades
But now they startin'
of moldy
I ran out of food so I be eating macaroni
Ask me how we do this shit
We do this shit remotely
From my house from my house now
Two months on the same
And through the night
To get where I am
One day I'll have a house
Right down by the beach next to the sand
As a kid the devil gave me a mic
He took me outta
and then get they ass kicked bitches
Once upon a story, y'all niggas know the story
And that everything is lovely when it's all about the glory
But soon
Wanted ya’ll to understand this is not the way to go
It was simply a misdecision and how I knew to cope
Other than cooling with Christian and snorting
list
And i wanted this to be elaborate
And so stratuous
And u just slide by and wise-ey
U want another piss-ey
Is that the way you goin for his-ey
I know
come back when you get off tour"
Souped as hell; I really regret it
Now the only thing I got in my pocket is bad credit
How can a man like me
Be
barely gettin' by
Same clothes everyday, he barely gettin' fly
Erryday he wake up, he just swear to do his job
What that is? Chasin' dreams, time is
the house
Nowhere to go like a wild mouse
Except for north where they see More clouds
We had a place we could stay for Now
Small cabin that is not finished
seater
Left Ne-Ne with Macita
Vroom speed up run faster than a cheetah
Only thing on my mind is how I'm gone get all in this cheap slut
Should I use
know we're in the house
East Coast! (Nigga)
10031 is where my zip is
Livin how I live up in the trenches
Run through a bodega like I ain't got
backed her up and he left it
But to him this is worse than death
Disrespected
So now she doesn't work
But she runs domestics
Then one day at Tescos who
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Nine-fo' (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place with
joning, but I be fucked up up on it
We're with the Mafia 6, and we ain't 'bout that bullshit
If we gon' get high, we gon' get high, and we gon' house
is how it's pronounced
Niggas sipping and dipping and tripping, man, I'm 'bout all out
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip
Sipping
Daddi with a "I" girl you're doin'
everything by the book Nate Dogg tell 'em how she looked
Nate:
Girl ya lookin' fine so fine I wonder if you'd like
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