Lyrics:
By the time you recognize the problem, it's probably too late
She gotta man but wanna fuck new people
New people
Wanna see what's out there cause
I ain't tolerating
You niggas fuck with me, I give 'em motivation
And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
Rest of them is guilty by
And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
Rest of them is guilty by association (ayy, what?)
Debatin' who the G.O.A.T.
Better not make, up 'bout
And I'll ruin our connection
Yeah I'm ruining what's great
Another void association
But every time I see your face
This feeling manifests inside
To show the world the love that fills me
Then I want to be Guilty by association
Guilty of being a voice proclaiming Your ways
Your truth
Your life
'm retired
But they like whatever
You know them pigs don't wanna see
You get your life together
I'm stuck in this life forever
The more things change the more
Uhhhh o uhhhhhhh oo
Surrounded by some G's, you know them gangsters, I'm gon' slide with them
Guilty by association, n***a, you could die with them
your mouth closed, in them streets, that's more like time served
He just wanna bust his Glock and show them what he really mean
Man in my city can't be
Don't be fooled by the baby face (uh)
I hope ya not 'cause your thighs got me hot (mmh)
Only one plan, that is to rise to the top (mmh)
I told you
the radio. ( radio radio radio )
bebe oo, lele oo, when you call I be ready oo, turn up the radio. ( radio radio radio )
I don't want no drink and fighting
But your whole crew should be wearing Kotex
I'ma get by and I'ma get high
Thirteen five I'ma let my birds fly
Everybody knows that my back is not dry
band
On the All Night Radio...
I gotta hear the new sound
From across the ocean
All strange and soulful,
full of new emotion
Make ya wanna miss
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
it up, turn it up
I wanna drown in your body's sweat! (Oh yeah)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls
Turn it up, turn it
on the radio
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I feel it on the airwave, spinning on the dial
Bleeding through the speakers, written by the pile
So won't you hear me
of the music i can never escape
Just wanna run outside i dont want to be stale
I could be in my mind
I could be in your head
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I think i
anything they known to handle that
My associations known to never be mistaken
Your associations not approved by my relations
My associations come with
the thousands in a race for guap
Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block
I heard that it was money on the avenue
Betcha I be stupid racked
Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine
Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
(Yeah ho)
All this attention, I don't even know
Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine
Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
(Yeah ho)
All this attention, I don't even know
makers
You gon get bars straight from this
Foreigners phone like jail breaker
I get rid of your bars like bail bondsman
Since you don't wanna sit in
'noyed, my trust is gone
Temper always flare up, my patience worn
Association's a bitch when you known by all
Conspiracy with a snitch, wanna see me fall?
and original
Never afraid to be creative on your radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you
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