Lyrics:
Yo
My crew is in the house
Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless
Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie
And I'mma set it like this
Aiyo,
to ?
Without really havin' to do nothin'
So I'ma go buy this pack, of 100's,
Take me about 10 minutes to smoke a whole 100
Yeah, I'ma snip one upside
no ceiling
I gotta be a blind man walking, all these lil' boys I cannot see 'em, woah
I'm gettin' kicked out my house
This ain't nothin' new, I know
I say Smif-N-Wessun, this is what I mean
Nothin' alive, of rid dreams could never come between
Original Clik, roll thru the thin
And when shit got
we did it by ourselves
From the road trips, to the studios
All those times we was chilling in my house
Those times are the times
That I'm thinking
mercy
Lord by Your Grace she wants to live straight
But right now Lord she's too curvy
Perfect man is too dirty, Lord nobody can meet your standards
So
on his wife and babes
Whatever came to him: and then he said
Annie, this voyage by the grace of God
Will bring fair weather yet to all of us.
Keep a clean
That was then, this is now
And this is how I must be
A loose cannon, with a cannon
Nobody can trust me
When half the world is sayin "Fuck Me"
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
a mill shit
Nothin' but the real shit
Soldier in the field shit
Feel this,
Nigga life will never slow it down
You need to do like New Edition baby, cool it
the game yea I'm talking head to toe
Ten toes don't mean nothin' if you need to stay afloat I was on go
This ain't how it use to be
I was mr. go and go get
Xzibit overlaps
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with
enough of my kids
A bless'n from straight up above is my kids
Thank you Lord you saw it fit
To copy paste this face on them kids!
I'ma Dad!
We ride in
holy tide of Christmas all others doth deface.
God bless the ruler of this house, and send him long to reign,
And many a merry Christmas may live to see
to her toes, the Lord knows
Her pussy good enough to miss award shows
And I ain't gotta say nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all
Lord knows that I need him every hour
So I'm tearing through the roof
That's how much You know I really need You
Don't get weary, even when this life
Swing my double edge sword and aim for hearts like a rever-end
Bless the mandem I gotta tell a friend
cdopted by the kingpin, part of the lineage
God
and lust or houses and cars
Or any status and fame up under the stars
God bless if this you cause Lord knows I was there
Until I witnessed a love that
the house and take all of the pounds, the key under the doormat, uh
You don't wanna get killed, talkin' 'bout takin' my chain, just think 'bout the Lord
to 'caine
Not what B-dawg said, I respect the game
G-D's, vice lords, crips the same
And I know you're 'bout to say this off the chain
Tell 'em fake
to 'caine
Not what B-dawg said, I respect the game
G-D's, vice lords, crips the same
And I know you're 'bout to say this off the chain
Tell 'em fake
Ya j silent
I am
He j poppin
Be a lion be bold
They can't pop it
Aye
I am no lord
No baron
Nor victor
I'm not a worker of iniquity
I didn't come
and we bless all this alcohol, never abide the law you hear me Lord
I was a snotty nose, reeking from kerosene clothes
Aye before this shoplift I was in
just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
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