Lyrics:
nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask them why they don't bother
Oh no, oh no
Make me turn to my father
And ask him why they all got a trapped soul
Nas:
dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask
dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask
going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease
...that is really, powerfully, scarely vulnerable
Did u go into a room by yourself and turn on a microphone
Yea they uhm..
They taped the mic
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
me what the race is
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them by their places
See it
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish
on the floor
Everybody wonders when they look at you
Everybody wonders what you're gonna do
You got it all wrapped up you do
Everybody wonders when they look at,
[Chorus x3]
Hey now, hey now
What's the matter with you?
Girls just want to have fun now
Come on...
I come home in the morning light
My
they want truth then refuse the message
Saved by grace but it starts with acceptance
God says there's a time to cry and a time for laughing
There's
bother me man (woo)
They can say what they want on the radio
(yeah)
I bet you nobody don't put they hands on me
No I bet you that a nigga don't put his
wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that money
And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some
How they get it
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
ya life to an expiration,
I'm the greatest, Ima hero in the making
cnd the world is mines for the taking
I got what they want
I'm your savior
I got
Know Me
Till They Know Me (What these bitches want from me?)
Till They Know Me (What these bitches want from me?)
Till They Know Me (What these bitches
worship themselves by the way that they live
All these rappers say they got guns that spray off 16
I've got a Luke 9 that can take all 16
That's
moment they spent with themselves (at times Shaine won’t want to go home, then Sunny reminds her of her wicked Father waiting at home) and she runs off.
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
time by the time that's built, they'll want something new
They gon' want something new, they gon' want something new
These niggas don't know what
the S-500 I want it
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasin' after cops
And they don't stop at my block after
here then
You want this? You want this?
You want this?
My girls, are going 'round talkin
They say that you been, watchin' me, boy
I know, by the way
You'll start questioning what's a fact...jack
Unless someone tells you the earth is flat
But, I want to spread the news
Yeah, man, there's hope for you
You
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
(What we doin' is sittin' around chillin')
They don't dance no mo'
They don't dance no mo'
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