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rating
Of your four star rating
Four star rating
I’ll take this ketamine if you let me (Stay now I’m breaking apart)
Falling apart in the car by the crime
this for the fuckin streets
Murdering every fuckin beat
J o c, easily the nicest that you ever seen
But y'all probably won't recognize that I'm one
for my people, yet we don't know why
They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat
And it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by
left me all by myself, yea need no help, I ain't ever need no help, yea by Myself, you left me all by myself, yea need no help, I ain't ever need no
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
think about you
I put my orange coat on side by side
Be back by two
Just look out here like
What do I do?
I get 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
Carriages and I'm still
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad,
the money we want were locked out
That's why I run with them Harlem World niggaz
And everybody I'm runnin' with is the highest paid in what we do
That's why
uh, uh (come on)
(What y'all really want?) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh
What y'all really want?
What? DMX
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come on, ride or die (uh, uh)
uh, uh (come on)
(What y'all really want?) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh
What y'all really want?
What? DMX
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come on, ride or die (uh, uh)
why I pour up the henny the remy D'Usse or codeine
I'm tired of the game roll 3.5 relieve the pain
Pour up a 4 as I'm lookin for change
No time for
died by running in circles
(yo me mantuve fuerte en el camino)
what's the reason, what's the truth
no has despertado todavía
i wish i woke you up
oh,
fuckin' wit a A plus nigga (woo)
Try to tell my young'n stiffen up he trust niggas (whoa)
Been burned by that bullet I know not to trust niggas (I been
fuckin' wit a A plus nigga (woo)
Try to tell my young'n stiffen up he trust niggas (whoa)
Been burned by that bullet I know not to trust niggas (I been
taught inside classroom number two
He was a special child, everyone else except him knew
He didn't ever question why when he had moved digital
All
Intro: Puff Daddy
(Don't stop, I'm not finished yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when
I come from Bed-Stuy
Where niggas either do or they gon' die
Gotta keep the ratchet close by
Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just
stop burning
But I'm learning
It feels like an elephant sat on my chest, spit three or four words out
A minute at best
Yet everyone else seems to have
Abba made the world and he the reason why we rotate
Jesus by my side abba you know that you my soulmate
Living water, washing all my clothes I'm white
We go back like four flats on the Cadillac
Nigga, you ain't never been to a hood day
You don't know Ice Cube, today was a good day
You ain't never
Esta pandemia de "yo, yo, yo, yo" y ¿qué hay para mí?
Que yo lo merezco, tú no, yo sí
Mírame, admírame hand special like me
Como salgo, como valgo
alot of!
Who so ever will, let them come!
(let them come)
Yeah!
In and out.
Busy bodies!
"just like a quantum"(quantum)
These days "
You are a pretty
paint dry
Amazed by the limelight
I can't ever be afraid
I assumed there was only room for
My dreams in my dreams so I'd sleep
And repeat 'til the moon
hardly ever sleep my bitch ask
"Why the hell you get that geeked?"
I seen shit you'll never wanna see
Certain shit I could tell you, other shit
I can't
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