Lyrics:
done it by calling the real heads got it lock tighter then
17 yr old dreadz
Freeze now get down assume the position strap my back pak
take to school
Hook: The Light of Christ is a blazin' one
There's a fight to live right and it's major son
But the grace has come so we praise the Son
you play ya a role as a hood nicca
Don't forget the main goal... to leave the hood nicca
Bridge Y
Yea...Yea...YEA....BANG!
Jus Coop
It's time for
Verse 1 (Soulja Boy)
I?m Easily rippin defensively grippin my pistol ya
niggaz play tough but don?
t want it um poppin and cocking and locking game 2
Real nigga I'm the latest edition, they can't take the heat, get the fuck out my kitchen.
-I cook em up, serve em on a plate, seasoned just right for
used to see my buddy Fayaz looking all depressed
I guessed that he was in some major tests
After class we used to go and play some ball
He was fast
Don't know what to say to me
But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch
The black silk socks, the video is on the pock
Let's move the party to the Doc
went and learned to play the drums
Cause rap got overrun by coonery and bums
You remind me of Tyler Perry, a tap dancing peach cobbler eating Sambo
(Who
it feels right
Without you by my side I'm incomplete
I can't count the ways I need you
For your love you know I'd go and give you everything
That I
the Lord's blessings will rain down
I pray I stay sane now
I ask 'em question like, who am I right now?
Because I'm still plagued by peer pressure
Craig
get my swag on nigga ya know
I'm tryna leave the club wit a freaky ass (Ho!)
My penis is all I'm finna give her
Hopsin is sicker than a nigga
Who
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
And she went right.
And I went wrong.
By the time I turn around and look for her over my shoulder she was gone.
I'll
fly, not a wrinkle
Hop up in the Chevy
Work the wood like my single
Dippin' and swervin'
Me and Lope, ya herd me
Spinnin' through the grove
Cocked
Cause I m wishing I could call on your phone
Talk to you right through the middle of the night
'Cause I think I m struck by love at first sight
You
the cork and, rearrange and stop your walkin'
The solo type with tigher game than dolomite
I got ya hopin' I stay around, I don't play around
When I rise,
Cause I m wishing I could call on your phone
Talk to you right through the middle of the night
'Cause I think I m struck by love at first sight
You
choked up...
Wrote you a text, yea we broke up
I tried to settle some things, but now that games done
I see your face red, you're gettin wasted
You play
Shady
'cause it ain't all gravy
And one day wishing
And you screaming Jesus Christ save me
Chorus
Burn baby burn
That's right we said it
If you don't
it
Is it cool when I get it, act a fool
Can I hit it by the pool
Baby, tell me if you're with it, with it
Is it cool, can I it when the club over
Bring
my lady treat me, crazy
Shady thoughts
Run through my head by the minute
But still I play my part
Peace to every piece of piece of shit
My piece
lovers, play fight with rubbers
Wolf Gang I hunt her
Then feed it to my brothers
Eat big for supper, scrape plates of butter
All to keep that green
Bouncinh
Turn ya headphones up bankroll mafia
You know by it'self huh me and my niggas
Shad what up brooke what up
Me and my niggas forever gon ball
Skips
flying by so I gotta pick up the pace
But am I running towards something or just running away
From these problems ya these ghosts that been haunting me
my life and I live it my way
Girl by my side but that's just my side bae
Anything you want girl I go pay
Don gorgon I need money like Dangote
Uncle
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