Lyrics:
said, O Lot, indeed, we are the messengers from your Lord
They shall not reach you
So travel with your family in a part of the night
And let not any
in my rhymes fighting for yo' spirit and you mind!
So what it be like my brother be catching gangrene
The water be brown in the morning in my sink
you got yours
Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz
Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more
Hope
Stay up real late that's nick at nite yeah yeah
Young and dumb I'm just tryna have fun I don't care about getting no sleep
5AM, Got work at 10, 5 hours
just to see
These random n****s dig the dirt
We done been scared by the tragedies
We just tryna get reimbursed
Chorus:
My brothers (x5)
I love em (x5
me a nigga go die to fucking night
ThaMenace my partner my brother
We don't care bout the hoes we don't love 'em
We putting them racks in a duffle
culminate with a five-hour battery
Of tests, performed by four separate disciplined PhDs, had begun
Eventual Diagnosis Autism
Even though her maternal
gotta make a better life
Can't stop now I see my dreams through the light
5% whips I'm like Stevie at night
Moving wrong but I'm living right
Tryna
And we get old school verses for our offerings
Wait
Little sis got kid by her mama bigger brother
That's her uncle
Pay the bills so they keep it on a hush
days
I been chilling by the wayside
A lot of things gon happen when you take time
Nothing gonna happen if you waste time
Mom been working late night
You
naked when I close my eyes
That's not dog shit, big unc', you got a lot of fives
I fuck ugly bitches like a nigga that ran out of dimes
I think I'm
And when we grow, we grow as one
"I've sworn an oath"
Late night fistfights, with bare knuckles
Nowadays, niggas probably wouldn't
Dare scuffle
It's big
can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock
Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks
Two black brothers took a walk in the South side
Could've been any
June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock
Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks
Two black brothers took a walk in the South side
Could've been any
(Chorus)
Crenshaw on Sunday night
Slowin down to forty five
Crenshaw on Sunday night
Slowin down to forty five
(Funke)
It's only crackin on Sunday nights
brother then you on the same thing
And if I throw up an M that's for the home team
Whole team
Shawty tryna take the whole thing
If her head on the 10 I
rang out through the night
They killed the gambler cold
Five brothers and three in their teens
Finally got the man
Who killed their pa in New Orleans
with the tramp like day and night
But what dude don't know is that I'm fuckin' his wife
And by the way mistah
I even fuck your sistah
I got your mama
This for all my players out there ridin'
Spinners I don't care where you at, the club parking lot the expressway
Whatever what I want you to do
This for all my players out there ridin'
Spinners, I don't care where you at, the club parking lot, the expressway
Whatever, what I want you to do
This for all my players out there ridin'
Spinners, I don't care where you at, the club parking lot, the expressway
Whatever, what I want you to do
Big Pun I scold 'em and told 'em
I ain't a shooter I just punch a lot
Between blows this big tried to up his glock
His brother watched swoop like big
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
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