Lyrics:
stay down just to live a better way
How many blacks gotta die by the hands of another
Don't you understand that man's the same color so that man is
priestly medications with that sound coming
through the wall." Thin walls you understand. The Priest put down his
dropper, cold hall, and knocked on the door
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front door
I'm livin' every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
This is the way to get by
So much pain in my eyes better Days
We can make it a better day
It's to live or to die
It's so hard to survive better Days
We
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
on the scene when the man's down (I got homies on the scene)
Y3 mo ka s3 yada
Steady wishing life upon me cause you know they know wassup now yeah (Steady
What a fucking life
Guess it was a test
When he pouring up on the tech
Didn’t get to live it yet
Told my mom
I won’t fucking die
Till I’m 25
And he
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
I live my live like a champion
I'm the 3 and the 2 and the 1
Blessings ah come in abundance
Don't stop results soon come
Yaweh ah be my companion
Steppin' out the door
Better have His full armor on!
Let me tell you where it starts
Go 'head and check the charts
Piercing soul, meeting bone
He is
(Mhmm, mhmm)
Frank Zulu The 3rd
What?
Yeah
Kick down the door cuz'
They didn't want to let us in (Whoa)
Kick down the door cuz'
They didn't want
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
sucking the kid
Attracted to the lifestyle of how us gangsters live
Teach her all about life
And the bees and birds
And how I shut that shit down when
raised in LE3 Not E3
No sound bwoy will defeat me
Mans still blessed
Still think life is a test
I'm equipped with the skill and pen
Fuck them beg friends
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
Now we grinding hard just like we wanna do
Grinding day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life look what we made it
no better gift than the gift of life
So, can you handle it?
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more
But that changed her perspective
the front door
You better put that fuckin' bag down
Red dot on your nose like cash clowns
These bitches think they Kash Doll
Kash Doll need to sit her ass
Francois:
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Now we grinding hard just like we wanna do
Grinding day and night so we can kick off our shoes
And live a glamorous life look what we made it
Dey with Elsie cus she always right
She got a heart as white as light
Nea onyaay3 amp3 nea )p33y3 anya
Live me and lemme live my life
Ase3h) y3shi but
said, when it said
Oh you better live your life
Live it up you can't live that twice
Don't let them hold you down you better live your life
Verse 3
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
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