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Come alive y'all gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in
to them broke days
Stuck up in my old ways
But I'm clean hoe
Throw it back and then you drop it to them knees hoe
[8 PIECE & JP- HOOK]
If a bitch ain't
Know we walk by shootin' jam 2
If a dem alone, nobody nuh dead
If a we alone, everyday another marrow spread
Mr laing and bigga ford cyaa
Save yuh big
for games
Third thang dog man your trunk gotta knock
So they hear ya ten seconds
When you come around the block
If you wanna square it off
Stop and drop
the transport
All designer that you can't sport
Had to get it, had to jam for it
You ain't have no ties
Tell me that you don't lie
I tell you that I don't lie
a static addict
No fear, you gotta know I had it
And if you know better, supposed to do better
So I know like Al Green
"let's stay together" knock, knock?
outside all day
Where the party at?
Uzis and grenades, we flocking handguns
If you want it, you can come and get some
If you got it, you can pay
Pocket full of money all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a 50 got a new safe coming
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes 8 hundred
Bet them
down memory lane.
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
(1 8 7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few
on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could
got your chain snatched you can't get your jewels back
Cashed out on purple denim I can't get my blues back
200 on the jeans might as well bring trues
alive, my heart cold, take a peak, see it's blue as ice
If I do it, it's do or die
I'm frustrated, working this job every day
But I just hate it, probably
you
jump â?? come on baby what Southside
boy it's all or nothing tonight
Jump â?? if you wanna roll with me you better Rockers
jump â?? hands in
on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, weeded damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, call us if you need a hand
Call us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar
on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, weeded damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, call us if you need a hand
Call us if you need some grams, (Jim Jones) Cesar
Kudos I quit my job
My boss turned to Cujo but its straight cuz that's my dog
It's straight I know how it is, if you ain't helping the business you
know the end has to be tragic
You can't adapt to the baggage
Threaten me but i'll be back with the ratchet
If it ain't that i'll attack you with acid
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)
You can do it, put your back into it (come on)
I can do it, put your ass into it
the truth (take the)
Get through
Right yours, wait if you just keep it true
Don't fight the blues, don't fight the blues
Brotha man, young man
Let me
you step into my house
Would you please come with respect?
If not then I'll have to have my man DOA
Drop it, yeah
Come on y'all
What'cha wanna do? Huh
get what I'm sayin?
You met the whole crew and you know who I am
And if you wanna be down with us, follow the program
Come to the shows and play this
will always
Be with you Isaiah 41:10
Back then i was my own best friend
I didn't trust any friends
022 by God grace I became born again
Word to Shadey
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