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it, okay?
Nicko: Yeh, he did go the wrong way about it.
Steve: Well then.
Nicko: Well I'm, I, I, I, I tell you what, I mean it ain't gonna happen
Nothin' just kickin' it
Are y'all done?
Nah, what you gon' do today?
Um, pick up my clothes from the cleaners, I needa go get my nails done
Serious?
Nothin' just kickin' it
Are y'all done?
Nah, what you gon' do today?
Um, pick up my clothes from the cleaners, I needa go get my nails done
Serious?
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
Countin' hunnids all blues
Did it by myself
All these racks on me, did it by myself
Makin' all these plays, did it on my cell (Prr)
Young boss all I do is
one wrong move could
Lead to the guillotine he emerged from
All of this with a fearless spirit
Embracing the chaos of the times and
The vast changes
It's like I'm not happy with you but worse off when I'm alone
I tried to work on myself
And figure out what was wrong
The other thing on my mind
Idea
like you don't even miss it
What did I do to make you treat me this way
Is it something I did, or is it something I said
Is it something you heard,
I love the shiny clothes you wear
I love the way you do your hair
When I see a girl as cool as you
My tongue don't know what to do
When I see you I
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
the streets till my feet got tired
'Cause I ain't wanna have my shoes on them power lines
But I made it, and it made me
I know I did wrong, I prayed to God
always do what I should and I was misunderstood
So many nights I tried
To hide how I felt, I would cry inside
And I ran through the streets till my feet
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
will...be the only one who did. Okay so...play.
{Moans and screams}
[Adam Sandler]:
Okay, here's your second chance. What do you think?
[Man]:
Those people
Here's another episode of dropping off a load
Peter was on the beater, I was about to explode
I couldn't hold back (so what did you do)
I took 'er to my
song
Where did it all go wrong
Where did it all go wrong
Did you grab it
Did you want it
Is it really what you wanted
Did you run in the sun
Did
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But can he thrive in
To the Don if she do no wrong she can sleep twice
One more night first thing in the morning you gon yeet right
Magnificent always in the room I’m the elephants
by your side
Riding like a Glock .45
Now, now you're lonely when you slide
(we could've been here together)
Tell me what money do, if it don't by
out on the Street
Huh, urh urh urh urhuh urh
I was raised by two Brothers Poverty and Pain
These brothers, put me through hell they fucking drove me
Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in
those who criticize the youth might just be gettin too old
We still travellin through life, findin what's right or wrong
I know some folks may not agree
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
lonely making money like I planned to do
I done told some lies I can't come back from
And as I look at what I did I know I did some wrong
But I continue
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