Lyrics:
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
[Pedro lives out of the wilshire hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
His father beats
the tuition
Now i wear diamonds that cost a tuition
Police tryna ID me said i fit the description
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun,
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
he looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
his father beats
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
Hey, everybody, let's have some fun
You only live but once
And when you're dead you're done
So let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Hey, everybody, let's have some fun
You only live but once
And when you're dead you're done
So let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
times roll
Hey Mr. Landlord, lock all the doors
When the police come around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
And let the good times roll, let
to fight
Going out tonight
Represent the
Black Lives; black lives
Police brutalize
Reply, with the violence
Black Lives
Represent the thugs
Empowered by
were loved by your family and adored your precious son who now is forced to live his life without his father at such a young age, only 4 years old.
You
when you my billy
Last year my life chippy chippy, Mi a pray 2013 pretty for me
Some boy dem want see me turn Killy Killy fi police hold me chest
Landlord, lock up all the doors
When the police comes around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
And let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I
times roll
Hey Mr. landlord, lock up all the doors
When the police comes around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
Let the good times roll, let
couldn't stand your pity
Big lie, small world
It was a big lie, small world
The place you live looks opulent
And obviously a higher rent
Than a cozy
again
Here's to another set of lives
That were ended too early
No more police brutality
Fuck their shit and sing with me
No more police brutality
Fuck
Landlord, lock up all the doors
When the police comes around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
And let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I
through
This the murder capital
Where grandma and kids can die too
Over that love of capital
Think you tough and untouchable
The police are quick to cap you
grey herd
Of dustbins blinking in the sunlight
Our yesterday lives
Crouched by the fireside
In Elvaston Place
Holes in the lace-
Curtains, splintery
You stand surrounded by broken lives
A new terrain of induced decay
A false smile, a frozen face
Prospects for the outsource state
Fresh fortunes
You stand surrounded by broken lives
A new terrain of induced decay
A false smile, a frozen face
Prospects for the outsource state
through the eyes of every guy in this room.
I was born in a small town and soon went to school.
I learned a billion things, mostly how to play by
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
that's a waste
Turn this on and here we go
Come the bass come the bass
We are going diamonds
Crippling by
We are going diamonds
Everyone lives
that's a waste
Turn this on and here we go
Come the bass come the bass
We are going diamonds
Crippling by
We are going diamonds
Everyone lives
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