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Ruff ryders (ain't goin nowhere
Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)
Ya'll laughin, when we comin, we checkin the cabinets
Body parts we
get from this cabin
(Man, I don't wanna go nowhere)
Oh no, father, but you ain't goin' nowhere
(Aha, aha)
You sittin' here grabbin', you grabbin',
tryna rock with you
We got nothing to do
We got nowhere to be
Why don't you, why don't you just lay with me
We can lay down by the sea side
Moving my
what you say, I ain't goin' nowhere
No matter what you think, I'ma always be there
The love that we share, it lives inside of me
No matter what you're
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Walkin' with a dead man over my shoulder
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Walkin' with a dead man over
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour
And assessing points to nowhere
Desolation
You're living in nowhere
The dying man might take you with him
Until then I'll split the difference
All that for nothing
What a fucking waste
floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin' chased by the Lench Mob crew
It's a man who deserves
real
And let you meet that .44
Run your mouth you in the trunk
Glock to your head nowhere to run
Catch you niggas when you by yourself
We gon' hit
work that, bring back, Hail Mary
Imma be rap's MVP ain't going nowhere you can get know me, yea
Bring back the packet packet man
Bring back the packet
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
to our little plan
And fuck the money
Just keep my little man?
(By your side)
And show 'em there's hope
And he gon' think he knows it's going
But
to these
People talking ‘bout niggas got my jewelry
Man I got robbed please check
Me all the jewels
Is here, man they ain’t going
Nowhere holla at your boy,
by Redeemer
Destructive as Katrina on arenas
Be the schemes of wicked crooks
A millisecond’s all it took to
Leave the pavement stained with brain
Body
At the hopeless burned down bridges
When they feel that they can't change
When the tyrants man their corsairs
When we feel we're going nowhere
Going
Well you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born
We gonna ride
Call your man Orri Wit Da 40 we gonna slide
Just in case you try to run up on me nowhere to hide
If it's war we get in the field
Tru-L
, somebody help me
Somebody help me, yeah
Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time
ether
They say a camo will fit into the eye of a needle
Before the day that a rich man is accepted by Jesus
But That sound like cap Don’t know wtf
Where are ya goin' tonight
Jump in lets go for a ride
Stole Daddy's Cadillac
I'm gone, never lookin' back
Got Jack, here by my side
You know I'm
On the road to nowhere-to-go
Hangin out windows
Lettin our minds wander
where the wind blows
No rush to get there
This time is ours
So let it roll by
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