Lyrics:
where you live, it is what it is (here we go!)
If we can't eat then your team can't live
That's how it is, it is what it is
Nigga that's how it is, it
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga
touching of any bodies.
You never use the Lord's name in vain, and you respect you neighbor, you try to maintain peace, love your enemies and not hold
I come from Bed-Stuy
Where niggas either do or they gon' die
Gotta keep the ratchet close by
Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just
keepin' it burnin', you know when they lurkin
I know when they lurkin', I watch where I'm servin
I put the gas pack in the back of the step-pack
I'm
true
I know you'll probably leave me hanging by the tip of my tooth
You love leading me on, but you ain't making a fool
Out of me
Mm-mm, not tonight girl
cannot work out
Where they're being taken
"You will all be in the stages
Of completing your three-month internships
The service we've had you complete
inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum
And shatter bone fragments
Cops love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown
by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Two nights, we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music and started dancing
hope for tomorrow
It was orchestrated leading us to the slaughter
All I see now more sadness & sorrow, where the love go you got some I can borrow
closer
I been feeling all alone but you was by my side
I know you was freaky and you know you down to ride
Hold on wait a minute I be touchin on your
We break up make up stay up
Now you wanna make love all night
Now you wanna make love all night
Now you wanna make love all night
See you in
With "I Love Jennie" painted in bright green
Hey, that's my Uncle Bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
This
're guided by Facebook and Hey Google
You'll absorb so much more about doing fine when you're poor and being more careful and grateful and frugal
Maybe you
with a purpose
My oh my, love the service
This might be a reoccurrence
Hope when I die I deserve it
All my friends make it worth it
Friends make it worth
down, down, down, down
Twice the pride, double the fall
How can a messenger of God
Become unflawed
Perfected by affiliation
Pride is nurtured under
I come from Bed-Stuy
Where niggas either do or they gon' die
Gotta keep the ratchet close by
Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just
due to have a few kids
It seems that inside of my school is a cool
Little tunnel that leads to
Twenty months to life
Can you tell me where the food is?
serve you the more gladly and learn to love you. Do not jerk the reins, and do not whip me when going uphill. Never strike, beat, or kick me when I do not
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"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
right?
It's the way that shit go
Yeah, it's all good
You ever been surrounded by police?
And overhear them whispering to plan where to throw a ki?
god, really need ya)
Just lay down your burdens by the riverside (help me baby, help me sweetheart)
Hah, and you'll be alright, ya'know what I'm sayin?
Always know
Under these wings is a home
You can lay claim to these feathers
And be right back where you belong
There's a hope
Waiting behind every
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