Lyrics:
of the system
(Peek a boo)
Now she's play a game by her own rules
(Peek a boo)
The peak a boo game
[Verse 1]
Deceptive, her game is in the thick lane
Pick up
weaker
If a tear falls from your eye
Oh, but you don't understand
A woman needs a man
Who's is strong enough to cry
Every rock that we can lean on
It's
City Giants.
Gamble for plots and 4 better for spots and things of that nature.
Pop off.
[Superb of American Cream Team]
I don't rock wit hoes, I
(Eightball)
What's the deal
What's up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here
Fa real
Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist
Rock the world
Get freaked
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
baffle weapons inspections like Saddam Hussein
and rocks with the impact
Gettin beat with socks filled with ten-packs of tokens
Men's backs get broken
Are you ready for me baby
Are you ready for me baby ooh ooh ooh ooh
I'm ready
Oh I know you don't wanna be lonely
Nobody wants to be by
Lookout mama
Its comin' to you
I can't tell you
What you gonna do
Rock and roll crazies
Get you right down
Make you feel so tough
Your feet
shooting a glock
The mailman tried to stop me,
But I picked up a rock
He got the bone
He got the bone!
Police screech around the
Corners with they
a ride
Don't know where we'll go but I got her by my side
I don't know where the wind might be blowin'
You keep me coming around
You wear tight black
money, they make it
Then gone in the night
And make no mistake
They do got a heart
it's blacker than coal
And hard as a rock
don't quiver or shake
Lookout mama
Its comin' to you
I can't tell you
What you gonna do
Rock and roll crazies
Get you right down
Make you feel so tough
Your feet
but I managed to
You supposed to go with how you feel, I'm not mad at you
G-Wagon matte-blue
She get my rocks off, I buy her Goyard
Fuck all
shots just up the block
By a kid whose head is hard as a rock
A lady with a baby who was crossing the street
Gets hit by a bullet and falls off her feet
rap straight to you
Sucker emcee and your whole crew
Everytime you said I was what you wanted
You never even knew you soon be fronted
By an emcee
deal and make your own beats
Compose your own sheets, that's aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot shit
Rock top shit you know how The Lox
Verse Two:
Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron
From Tucson, pushed the black Yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley
Stupid
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I've never seen in my life
That was alright though, 'cuz lady was chill
Then we dipped to the theatre
I'm still daddy's girl
Come make my day and rock my world by
Christening the city of angels (angels)
Show it to me from every angle (angle)
I
can get off my rocks
You know that I ain't braggin', she's a real pussy wagon
Grease lightnin', go, go, go, go
Summer lovin' had me a blast
Summer
and look 'em all over again
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
You can look out
beats
Compose your own sheets, that's aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot shit
Rock top shit, you know how The Lox get
Then you can
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
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