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Ridin' Low: West Side Low Riders (King T) · Hi-Fi High Lights Down Low (Lodger) · When Lights Are Low (Kenny Burrell) · Lights Down Low (Bei Maejor) · Turn the Lights Down Low (Marty Robbins) · Lights Down Low (Bei Maejor) · After the Lights Go Down Low (Al Hibbler) · When Lights Are Low (Joanna Pascale) · When Lights Are Low (Tony Bennett) · After the Lights Go Down Low and Much More!!! (Freda Payne) – and 90 other albums »


, pistols

Lights low
Go on baby go
It's a bad time
I'm on a tight rope

Don't go oh go
It's about time, it's about time

Everybody come on
Lights
Pistols, pistols, pistols

Lights low
Go on baby go
It's a bad time
I'm on a tight rope

Don't go oh go
It's about time, it's about time

Everybody
by  low light 
Car crash  low light 
Can't wear my mask  your first  my last 

Voice goes by 
Two birds is what they'll see 
Getting lost upon
the street light
1-Been spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise (2)
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise (2)
They got
The rock of my soul went to church on Sunday
The rock of my soul went to work on Monday
Clean across the levy by the railroad tracks
The other
Jesus was a cross maker

Sweet silver angels over the sea
Please come down flying low for me

He wages war with the devil
With a pistol by His side
Even when he makes the rounds
There's been no two ways about it
High summer's got him low down

Checked in to the tiny village by the lakeside
And the solution is a revolution
So I hope you all see the light
Hear my name....Unite!To the next phase

K-you-are-T-I-S be	-L-O-W what you want to do(x2)

Under
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker

Sweet silver angels over the sea
Please come down flyin' low for me

He wages war with the devil
A pistol by his
street light reveals a picture in reverse
Still its so much clearer
I forgot my shirt at the waters edge
The moon is low tonight

Nightswimming
He's lying on the double bed acting self-assured
In his T-shirt and his underwear he's barely said a word
She pours a cup of coffee, lights the day's
Did you hear that lonesome whippoorwill?
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
And I'm so lonesome I could cry

Did you
on the wrist
Two steps, hands in the air, this my shit
Look at shorty light-skinned, damn she's so thick
How she poppin', I can't wait 'til she drop it on my
jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

(Verse 2)
You know, pistol on my side fully loaded
I drive slowly, wit televisions watching Kobe
The moon hangs high when the clock strike two
The night drags by while I think of you
I cry and cry till the dawn breaks through
Gee, but I'm
Five in a dance
Holding hands 
As they stand
In a circle
Three gone to bathe
Are delayed
As they play with a turtle

Henri (2)

Fruit in a bowl
Low
our lives 
Two silent birds 
Circled by 

Like our pain in the river 
And we followed the river 
And we followed the road 
And we walked through
DJ Khaled we the best
Who we nigga
We the best
The winner I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the horde two hands in
after dark with that jewellery on
To come see a bitch, that what he get it
We on dark roads with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
that jewellery on
To come see a bitch, that what he get it
We on dark roads with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
And them geek
after dark with that jewellery on
To come see a bitch, that what he get it
We on dark roads with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
Filas shoes suede 
Ock a ceaser or a fade kept a pistol or a blade 
Try to flip a sixty two like every couple days 
I get knocked I come home its all
of view,
If your gonna have one might as well have two

Raised up right in the hills of Kentucky,
No she ain't gonna smile til she lights up her lucky,
No
DJ Khaled we the best
Who we nigga
We the best
The winner I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the horde two hands in
this nigga is 
I got to do 'em like my cousin Dave do 
Den we tap dem lights mothafucka hey you 
Catch the ground up the shit I'ma pistol whip 
I be