Lyrics:
made too hot for us
Kidnapped by empire and diaspora fostered us
Raised by bhangra, garage and halal southern fried chicken shops
A junglist
double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan' kick it with me, she better eat it then leave (leave, whoa)
She try save
you
Yesterday we had some rain
But all in all I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train?
P.S. I love you
Write to the Browns just as soon
ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan
P.S. We should be together too
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain
bitch I just pull up and poke her
Grew up playing cee-lo I don't play no poker
We keep us some za, you can tell by the odor
You can get you a bag, just
Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi?
No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there.
You would?
Well, I'll tell you what then, let us
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Depuis tout petit
J'suis Déterminé à gagner (Gagner)
Persévérant
On controle le rain-té (Le rain-té)
Ouai Tout pour la famille
Tout pour la Madre
Pink and orange and violet-blues
From the cloud to the ground
Like a movie - I remember us frame by frame
And that final scene - in a Hollywood rain
I
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Breakin' down a quarter ki', procedin' to make that mail,
Master p got the mix on the yay
Whippin 'em with the can't explain game , cause rain
So fuck what
But rain or shine this city is my home
They're playing tennis at the prison wall
While the dogs are on the track
And Newtown Pery crumbles brick by
too tall
Nominal dribble play, I'll be p-passin you the ball
Passively patient, ball's in your court, I'm awaiting your call
Planet practice
Zoom back
lobotomy reigns/rains, rapids
That trap gets full, by J and El evasion tactics
Our equations infinite, punks distortin random access
Havin half
Man, fuck, That man lil p
Kilos in this bitch, man, I'm gon' shoot you down
Ridin in a stolo and I'm tryna sell a couple pounds
Playin' with 329, you
the frame
Having a talk about the same, what up with it
John Lucas and all the blame, what up with it
I'm being with the rain, what up with the sun and all
and kidnaps
Flying OT, G's, packs and scores
Had to get that P now the tee says Dior
A nigga try and reach
Imma turn him to a corpse
S T, S-N, R-M, we are
jesus walk me in the trenches
Bitch im from 4trey nobody hoed us in the city
Im pushing P
I get it for 12 a Piece
Link wit me
Sure we both can eat
Zaza
Locked us down but for a reason
Nav n Metro Perfect Timing
Grinding Four Seasons, we've been really working
Family covered by His precious blood
but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new
close but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, P. S. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us
had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up
the boys by my side
You gone hear us loud cuz we keep the sideline LIT
Yeah we bleed silver and blue and I'm hopin' you do too
because when the squad gets
rain"
I said, "The power of us three can bring absolutely anything
Except that one thing, the diamonds, the rust, and the rain
The thing that washes
agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn't tell her what my
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