Lyrics:
When it came to gettin' mine I ain't tryin', to argue
Sometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for you
Hip-hop, you the love of my life and that's
motherfuckers murder here in plain sight
Everyday broad daylight, they ain't right
Shit's loco out in zone 4
Since the '80s it's been that way though
My nigga
everything she read,
true or not, and when it came to religion was over-zealous
to say the least. A mind boggling combination but she
was pretty, very pretty
about a river runnin' thicker than water
And it's about blood
Once upon a time in America
Workin' man knew where he stood
Nowadays just gettin' by
And I'm so tired, yeah, all I need is good vibes
Shit ain't right on this side, yeah
All my niggas dying and our president be lying
I got za up
screamin', maybe I'm dreamin'
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let niggas know, that if you fuck
screamin', maybe I'm dreamin'
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let niggas know, that if you fuck
a plate out a chin...
c Jerome.. a mason .. Jim.. any person's who think they got it.... Now williams coaching them in fear I was the one who taught it
mics on stage a motherfuckin' 4 pound"
Black the ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic
Believe it, it takes years for y'all to achieve it
Cause I'm
on the road
And when I ride by I'm in the newest one
I got so much money I think I should pay for all this
They ain't down to spend how much they say cause
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
Proofs
MONEY L what's UP BABY ITS YA BOY SKILLZ MAN
I'm HITTING YA ON THE CHECK IN
MY BAD MAN I ain't CALLED YOU IN A MINUTE
MAN I'm OUT IN L.A. DOING MY
like that old song by Hank Williams,
I am so lonesome I could cry.
Can't seem to shake these sad old feelings,
I've really got the lonesomes tonight.
You want love even if it's always sad
Roll into town in his rusted Cadillac
Don't throw those cowboy boots out
Just in case it ain't a fad
Pretty
pain's been felt
My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal
And words won't express the way a man William feel
I came up with them thugs, I grew up in
Like it's just a normal explanation
Like demons are just something you live with
You want to protect him
Like that old TV show where William Shatner
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
till they ris' it
For Larry was always the lad
When a boy was condemned to the Squeezer
Would fence all the duds that he had
For to help his poor friend
me, wish you could un-fuck me
I'm lucky, then I'm unlucky
You trust me, but I don't trust me
It ain't pretty when it gets ugly
It ain't pretty when it
when you really tryna run
And I get it man
A pretty thing will have you loving blind
And I get it and you really ain't tryna take your time
Slow it down
with the glizzy
Cuz they see the bag that im getting
And I just know that it ain't pretty and
you can get slid in the bitty
Yes you can get slid in
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Causmic, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja, yea
I know you getting impatient now
You wanna do
Yeah, yeah
Pretty girls do what you want
Pretty girls all around the world
From the front
Yeah, yeah
It's like 10 o'clock
And you faded
My time don't
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