Lyrics:
never (never)
No, never (here it is)
Said You never let me down
(Where's the lie? That's why)
(I'm gonna trust You)
(Yeah)
Said You never let me
me tonight
Take my hand, and hold it tight
'Cause you and I arе everywherе
The night is young, we're going
Down, down, down by the river (By
party
Love, but be warned if you beat me
There is no need to compete
So we just dip, (Get down, get down)
Galang, (Feel, get down)
Stand up, (Get down
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
the final prize
It's something bout yo eyes
This love is by design
I think you sent by thy divine
I just need you
Back it up and throw it yea
Back it up
and just sit down
I live loud and I rap loud
And I stand by what I spit out
Black Race is on top now
Haters all in my background
It's sacrilegious and rap
back if you come down
Hope is not dictated by your feelings
Or captivated by your surroundings
You decide your own direction
You can climb up and get
to show the world What we're bout
I keep my head up and stay ten toes down
Yea I been foolish and made shit go south
Yea I been counted out by most of these
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
for the case you know? (For the case you know)
Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is you dying bout?)
Stay down with the case, you know
Bumping
ain't sponsored or doctored by suits up high
Yo I'm just a guy who's tryna get by
Found peace at the bottom of a page, I'm alright
When you're down for
I'm just rolling through the 601
And time is flying by
I'm just rolling through the 601
And time is flying by
Got knocked down and took some L's
But
shadows is sus
I'm finna let off
I'm lining em up
Yeah Baby like a crooked cop
I don't ever ever ever play by the books
You say that's not me
And I say
of Louisiana
c driver run the red light and run bikers down
On their Harley Davidson to the Bayou Saloon
The biker's groom
Get up oh oh
Get up now
Get up oh oh
window
When they hear me beatin' up the street
Is it Dre? Is it Dre?
That's what they say every single motherfuckin' day
Yo, but I ain't trippin', I'm
window
When they hear me beatin' up the street
Is it Dre? Is it Dre?
That's what they say every single motherfuckin' day
Yo, but I ain't trippin', I'm
Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve (what up, what up)
This is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my headphones up
My favorite
shakin' (shake)
Tell them meet we by the Grand (Grand) Stand (Stand, yeah)
Follow the big truck, is a big (big) band (leh we go)
We goin' right down 'til
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
Breaker, breaker 1 9
I'm in outer space with a microphone
Clean me up, wipe me down (wipe me down)
Clean me up, wipe me down (wipe me down)
Clean me
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Which one you gone pick?
Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree. Which one you gone pick?
Is it metaphor? Is it simile? Hyperbole? Is it
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
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