Lyrics:
the drive-by
Tears from his mother, watchin’ her son die
Set trippin, somebody slippin’
Bullets zippin’
Dave gone for good, now his moms is flippin’
No need for
feel ya
We ain't taking nothing for granted
Mom's lasagna is so good I can't stand it!
Mrs. Hill always greets me with a hug
Now I see where Rudy got
The good dying young young young young
Expanding Club 21 one one
Shot four times then by a SUV overrun run
Turn argument over a watergun gun gun
Should've known better now
I grew up surrounded
By violent sounds
Take the fall
Smashed the walls
Alcohol
Beat me on the sidewalk
Talk your talk
Mr. Know it
Thinkin' about the good times
Why you had to die G
My Moms said be strong
But I'm feeling kind of lonely
Yeah Mr. Havikk feelin' kind of shadey
I
daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play,
And she said."Mom I got a note here from the Harper Valley PTA."
Well the note said, "Mrs
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
She got a .38 sittin in her purse
Cause my moms was the King County Jail nurse
So how in the hell could you tell Mix
That I never lived this, when you
I got money, I got fame, I got houses, cars, stupid shit
Thought everything would be alright
Thought I'd do something for my moms
I'm telling you, I
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
over protective
Look at me in the eyes very perceptive
But come talk to me barely receptive
What am I? what am I? Mr. Deceptive
Calling me on the phone I
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
Ya'll Put ya'll L's up for Mrs.Lee
But Yeah.....
That’s my oldest son with the low fade
Quin...
And that’s my youngest son with them 4 J’s
Riqo....
we puts it down
K-9 and P-see from East to North town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we
a choice
Not really
Think theyll be less afraid and give me some more time if I pay all the fees?
Thats the spirit Mr . McBride
Let me check
(Praying)
God
the accused may be seated. Mr. Dash
You are being tried for three different charges
For biting styles, murdering a beat
And conspiracy to steal the throne, how
when you dead
And your friends
Never there on the spot
But they there by your moms
There, at your crib
Tell tales bout the kid
While you elevate to God
Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green,
Hey, UD (Maybach Music)
What's good, my boy?
Mr. 3-0-5 (yes sir), Wade County
Sixteen years later
We done made history
Three rings on our
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
Mr. Dreamer / you're the man / God had your fu-ture right in His Hand /
You were cho-sen / You were sent / Your di-rec-tive was marked by
fucked by Hogan's Heroes
Eenie meanie miney mo you took your shot you missed
I wasn't a good boy this year I'm not on Santa's list
I gave your girl some
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