Lyrics:
mounted cowboys
Off to my left ride a dozen or more
Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me
I've got to make it to Rose's back door
Something
Cantina below
Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys
Off to my left ride a dozen or more
Shouting and shooting
I can't let them catch me
I have to make
it couch we all can eat
Fuck da jealousy
We went from pissy sheets to bed bug infested.
It's a blessin'
I know two niggas who combined they go by Smith
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two
Birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together like two
Birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing
of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
crotchless panties and tight
mini-skirts
Fuck it till it hurts
I'm about to snap
So open up yo' legs and let me feel yo' crack
TWIN GATS, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute steak
Nigga, I was crack in the school zone
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket
(stay)
Stay (stay)
Growing old
I'm growing old with you
Not quite over you
Come ride my lane let's change your name
Do not run away car broke down right by
feel good to ya Baby bubba
You see this is for the G's and the Ki's muthafucka
[Tupac]
Now follow as we Ride
Muthafuck the rest
Two
bitin' (VVS)
Baguettes in my cuban, I got it by rocky (Baguettes in my cuban)
MPR, nigga, we don't want you to like us (MPR, nigga)
Swag two thumbs up,
the vibes
If you want smoke let me know cos I'm pulling up with the block
Two in front seat, four in the back seat, strapped and we ready to fight
Boy gon
Momma
I know that it's been a long ride Momma
Don't worry we gon be alright Momma
Now that the years went by
Jimmy 12 years old
Daddy turned to a drunk
So bad but she play nice
Too bad that you aint mine, baby come and take ride in my lane
Baby if you down lets take a ride
Love it when you here by
by the wrist
I turned my hand into a fist
And when I swung it all I heard was the sound of the pistol
Was that for me?
Oh shit it must have been
soon
Fuck 'em
Let the pistol do the talking
They're all about the killing, ay
Pull the trigger now
You just wanna see me bleed
Take my life away
God,
something hmmm
Like the fact that I'm worried bout nothing
Walk around town with my pistol out hunting
This a ride or die, but I love this life
Slime me once
{I thought all our problems were over}
Westcoast we're not suppose to know better
I suppose we just suppose to let this shit happen
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
can not ride on my wave, you niggas ain't sinking my ship
Now tell me who ain't got a flow, you niggas ain't rapping like this yeah, yeah
These
wanna lose my peace, don't wanna lose my mind
So please don't fuck with me, so please don't waste my time
So if you understand, then let's go for a ride
You in the office of the good doc again, let's walk again
It's like clock again, the hood rock again
You should pop it in,ain't take it out
That
wide awake
Born broke but we found a way
Tonight
I'ma just ride
I'ma let my body do the talking baby
Take time
Baby take time
Liquor in your
fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now then you should probably get familiar
My, my leather jacket, thriller
There sure ain't nothin'
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