Lyrics:
and the boys, we stopped talking, she came walking through
And one by one the subject got around, yeah, got around to you, thank god
I've got no secrets, I've got
way, that's how I get it
Reppin' the east side, Long Beach city
Keepin' it gangsta is all I know, know
We gon' throw our set up (set up)
And we gon'
not do or say
But I'm driven by a passion
Is it only there to tame?
It fills my heart and it calls my name and
This world that you made for us
I
that, I don't like you
I just wanna party boy, I don't wanna fight
But everybody knows that that's the way it is
Only players can survive
They all know
I ain't the nigga to fuck with
This a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick
Young money man we got this shit by a land slide
Boy I send
of here
Nigga be snoring all night I can't sleep (Notorious)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
put it in your pocket
"God, it's pouring down"
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
She thinks it's down below with the rest of her
locket full of some girl's hair
And you put it in your pocket
"God, it's pouring down"
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
She thinks it's
guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys
the only way to live
If you really think about it
Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
But only if you'll make it real
Real, Make it real
We live the lie, deny the love
Hangin' on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
That
Yeah, yeah
Hahaha
Ayy
Chillin' with the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with
rolling up all night
Something, baby, your loving keep me up
Got me up until God knows in the morning
Fun times watching the sunrise with you
Be up
love with the first boy
She kissed in a casket
God damn it (God damn it)
God damn I miss my dead friend
I miss my dead friend
We buried your body
nobody
But my shooter, he got plenty bodies
He hit anybody rappin' to prove nothin'
Just writin' to say somethin'
'Cause I wasn't the only one who
Wasn't
nobody
But my shooter, he got plenty bodies
He hit anybody rappin' to prove nothin'
Just writin' to say somethin'
'Cause I wasn't the only one who
Wasn't
soon
I pray the lord my soul to save
Oh I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long
uh-huh)
So the only thing left now is God for these cats (it's going the fuck down now)
And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these cats
I'm a win cause
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
I only got one life to
Live and I'mma live it
I only got one life to
Live and I'mma live it
I only got one life to
Live and I'mma live it
Filled
can't
World wanna tell me what I ain't
Far from a saint, come now just let that boy paint
Let a mothafucka like this live
Yeah, lemme show 'em what I
pray the Lord my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long enough
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
everybody dies
In this life ain't no happy endings
Only pure beginnings
Followed by years of sinning and fake repentance
The preacher says we were made in
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