Lyrics:
Burn the Heartbreak
By: David Lee Grace Jr. & Andy McDonland II
Key: D7
VERSE
The pictures in your scrapbook they really want me to see
All
[C] Well, Willie he [C7] carried his [F] guitar on his [C] back
As he hopped aboard a freight [G7] train
And [C] somewhere [C7] in the [F] cold
Shoot ‘em’ up can’t be a race we’re still winning when the real G’s getting shot
There’s pistol shellings like 33 shekels to kill the G-O-D of all ages.
Way 2
Bitch
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
Meet me at da corner store
I'm juugin' I just made a play
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
I make one phone call
To my young niggas
They'll
Listen, let that music hit you for about 5 seconds
You know lot of things in life
Which the people need to get, need to get our weight up
Together
good for the dope fiends
Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal clean
And just like 7 Up
Shake the shit well till the motherfucker bubble up
c
Leaf little leaf way high up in the tree
G D Em7 c
In summer you were green and now you're brown
D
crank it
Then I'm one hundred and eighty seven thousand G
With a warrant on head, layin' d-e-a-d
My chrome gat shined like a sword
One motherfucker
one
Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me
I'm down to get down wit cha
Wiggley, Jiggley, turn it all around would ya uhh ohh
to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin' when B.I.G. be buckin'
Chickenheads be cluckin' in my bathroom fuckin'
It ain't nothin', they know B.I.G. be
to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin' when B.I.G. be buckin'
Chickenheads be cluckin' in my bathroom fuckin'
It ain't nothin', they know B.I.G. be
g-a-n-g makin noise
Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)
Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown
I'm part
Six Shell Productions
H-H-H1K
I can't feel offended (No)
'Nuff time my flick shank's been mended
(Mended)
Man's been 1-7
Ask them about corn man's
that's as sharp as a razor by Mennen
Believe in Jesus you're my dog and all dogs Go to heaven
Five six seven eight nine ten eleven
God switched up
might've (7th Ward) lost the second World War (7th Ward)
Yup, Ruby such an animal (7th Ward)
Seventh Ward Dragon, when I breathe, it's fuckin' flammable
Four fifty-five, I drive by doin' a hundred
And I stay blunted
'Cause I do what I need
And that's the reason that they love me
'Cause I've been
This is how I feel
No pity for a G
No pity for a G
Oh, you touch my thigh
Oh please
Everything is alright
No pity for a G
No pity for a G
Oh please
I can't even cap I been living life in the fast lane
Feet move like I tap dance
Ain't no way your passing me by
Keepin it G a nigga been on the wave
Smock?
SMOCK
May I remind you that since we are traveling at a rate of Walk Factor III, that our collision with that turkey, thirty-eight seconds ago,
teraz je mac zestaw
Źle spał dymał nie mógł przestać rzygać w sedes
To pewnie 2 cztery 7
Sięgnęliśmy po g funk bo nikt nie chciał sięgnąć
Dobre typy z
the Vril I'm shilling west, is you fulfilled? I'm giving quest
Out the matrix won't confine to by design these pussies dry
You raisin bitches pacified
nothing wrong
Inside of me
Daddy G
Take a second of me you beckon i'll be
And when you're sad i'll mourn
And when you're down i'm torn
Take a second of me
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
Nigga, hahaha (oh)
Yeah (yeah)
Here we go again (it's Shady, haha)
Shady Records mixtape (50 Cent)
The Invasion (G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Part Two
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