Lyrics:
raisin' hell, givin' niggas these shots
When you pop the top up, I give you your props
Droppin' shells on they block to get picked up by the cops
Flip
sleep no more
Might beat your brother for some rank
I'll stain that whore
Kick that bitch right to the curb
I'll shame that whore
Mad I don't treat you
Slowly but surely you know that we comin' up just keep on givin' us time
I might not foreshadow the bumpy road but you can always prepare for
Luda
She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin' out battle scars
'Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She
you always told me that
And this isn't goodbye know you'll always be around me so you can bet I'll be
Reminiscin' on the wisdom you were givin'
We would
Everyday that goes by is another day I want you more
I'd give a million dollars to see you baby standin' at my door
I'll lay you down and tell you
forgettin', forget who I am
Just try to remind me put up your hands in the stands
If you see me cryin', if you see me alone
Just try to stay by me and keep
forgettin', forget who I am
Just try to remind me put up your hands in the stands
If you see me cryin', if you see me alone
Just try to stay by me and keep
better
A brother like me gonna keep it wetter
It ain't gonna be like this forever, just work with me boo
If you leave me it won't be easy but I'll adapt
automatic, try it
You oughta have it
Slaughter your tape recorder
Givin' thanks to my supporters
And keep flowin' like water
No matter the obstacle
Nasty Nas
And it stay around
Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha down
Goin', goin', gettin' to the roots
Ain't givin' it up
So turn me loose
But then again I
doobie
Hop in my DeLorean and we can travel through space don't be boring bae
I'll show you serenity
Can you please be my remedy?
It's a constellation
curmudgeon, sorry, my soul is the oldest of all my brothers
By blood and through spirit, spearing these other suckas
We ushering eras where clout and cowardice
hard work
Big ass doobie, smokin' stupid fruity taste like Starbursts
Thumbing through it, shit got my thumb green like I do yard work
I had turned that
balling or you barely getting by
If you a real smoker all you wanna do is get money and
I'm a doobie brother pass the doobie to me brother
Even when I'm
All you do is test pros, I'll shoot you while you protest
Shout to all my brothers and my sisters out in Ferguson
The police want us shot
And you gon
muthafucka first degree keep a leash on his dick
Take notes, sit by the poor folks, I tell you 'bout my strokes
But I done been gave that up, ain't healthy
etc. / bet they learned they lesson /Niggas found out that I’m pressure/ little brother he a stepper/ why they checking out my section/ cut my brothers
mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister
For a minute but then my lady started receivin' that snitch
By the nigga on tour,
can't let you down
HOOK
I know it kills you to see your brother's grave
But the same things that break a man can make another change
I'll stop thinking
ain't no thang, but if you slang then you
Better watch yo back
'Cause these motherfuckers love to
See you gone
You gotta stay strong, young brother
'cause
you never want to see me again, let me know
I promise we won't attach our selves to any new families or hurt anybody else
And I'll keep my wife
Te quiero
Te quiero cojer, te quiero cojer
I'll let your ass have it, te quiero cojer
Te quiero cojer, oh really?
Te quiero cojer
Now you've
That's a little message
All the brothers and sisters out there
Y'all be strong
Keep your dreams flowin' baby
KaySlay I'm out for presidents
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