Lyrics:
Can Somebody Say classic
Can somebody say classic
Can somebody please
Her name was Ella Anderson
But we just call her Ella A
Her daughter was so fine
R.I.P. Guru
Gangstarr 4 life
Goddamn, Premo'!
Long time comin', baby
History in the making
It's goin' down, talk to 'em, Prim'
"Say, this here, Pimp
have knots dress like a bitch he Tyler Perry
I pour up 4by4 hop on these tracks like Michael Cherry
I see a O p p I P o p
Thats on my daddy
Knock off his
be my last song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin' white boys, bumpin' dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight,
a neon light
Make everything alright
Like in the middle of the night
Yo when you need somebody to love you
Yeah
Like Flintstones we'll have
one. It´s time to sing along!
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holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
on me
I'm deep in that pussy, she put that wet on me
I been a big dog, somebody call the vet on me
When I was down by myself, I had no one to help, swear
rocking
This is for the radio Mr. D.J
Me and the heavy rotation all damn day
Mechanical boys is what the way to make a living
Looking for love so turn it
to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Aw, man, J Scott
Why don't you drop that trill ish
I got some bad news this morning
I can't sing for ish, ya'll
Which in turn made my day, yeah
When
pour ton frère fais-le pour ta sœur
Tous les snakes et puis les juice suckers
I see you guys bonne chance dans vos p’tites affaires
Moi j’roll avec ma
Ayy Static lets shock it up!
Yea, making 300 a week so I might cop a Jeep and go stunt on somebody
Yea, Fucking on big body freaks and not one
chasing something more than just ideal love
Than ideal love
I've been wasting all my time really searching for somebody that's the one
God if you would
Tell
The first time I eva seen tears cried from Annie P
I was raised by a G so I appreciate the struggle
All this hate against each other is making my blood bubble
[chorus]
To the kids in the p.j.'s
ghetto children i know it ain't easy
ya'll wanting millions
sunshine turns to rain
its ghetto pain
when a one time
a broad that don't even care about them
She don't even love herself, she fuck for wealth
Looking for a man she feels is somebody
So she can feel that
the presence of
The Queen of, just the Queen man
I wanna say R&B, I wanna say "Hi!"p hop
Her name is Ms Mary J blige mary!
Let me get all the way up beside you
a neon light
Make everything alright
Like in the middle of the night
Yo when you need somebody to love you
Yeah
Like Flintstones we'll have
the oldy tune
Sippin on a cold bottle of brewsky
Gave O? a swig he passed it back to me
Right about then up came some of the homies
Mike, Elia P, J Smooth,
to get you
can't no love be in yo heart
by the way fuck these hoes too
you know they just as devious as negros
that ho don't love yo ass
damn fool if you
too
Girl, I fell in love with you cause you were always in the mood
Remember when you were down, I was there for you
Cause I got my heart broke by you,
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
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