Lyrics:
the trouble
It might get us in the end but it ain't gonna get us tonight
Hey, gonna shine like gold
Take every turn on the winding road
Give me your hand,
there before;
And it's better than this by a damnsite --
So me for the Yukon once more.
There's gold, and it's haunting and haunting;
It's luring me
the -gold fangs
[HOOK]
GOT A LIL TOP FROM A BITCH A NAMED SOUL EATER
A LIL HEAD FROM A BITCH NAMED SOUL
EATER
HEAD CHOPPED OFF BY A BITCH NAMED SOUL EATER
ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse
breaks through
We'll load up the wagon and set the little one by our side
Take the gold into telluride
I'd like to lay you down on a cannonball bed
Put
Ooooo
Do Right by me, I'll do right by you
Tu tu tu tu tu
Do Right by me
I'll do right by you
Do Right by me, I'll do right by you
We're only human,
we'll be waiting on the dance floor
And let your body let it go
You're best case scenario
Love don't come in stereo
Baby, you are AM gold
AM gold
[Prodigy and Cormega]
For my G-pack niggas
Right, right
Shooting at cops nigga what
For my G-pack niggas
Fuck the police
N.Y.P.D. - New York
the air
Better chill when I'm telling you
I know you down from eighty-five live
You ain't scared to die
You getting dough and getting by
Yatti-Yatti-ya
She's a gold... digger. [x2]
She's dangerous (alright) super (uh huh)
Better watch out she'll take ya cash.
She's a gold... digger [x2]
[Luda]
Yeah,
to myself anymore, uh
Go head get that loot for yourself get it all, uh
Moving how I choose fuck the help yeah I'm gold, uh
Yeah I'm gold, uh
Yeah I'm
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Gold mine
Green line
Champion hoodie acting
Sinking to the bottom Chased by every whisper We’re all gold
Yo, solid gold wings
I'm on a roll it seems
Gonna shine on, try and console the beast.
Try
on Chicago's west side
An undercover camera
Catches illegal drugs sales
Already underway
I got Ps on the phone
Mouth full of golds
I was on a mountain bike
With
Mam siłę bez fazy po której mnie boli łeb
Programuję dzień by mieć konto jak Bill Gates
A ty co? Czujesz się jak uszczerbek manipulacji
Od zimy do
have to puncture ya lungs
[Ty Nitty]
Cause we the ones rockin' 'em, the ones toppin' 'em
Gold bars unpredictable, like Mr. Cal' shockin' 'em
We heavenly
Hear the train leavin'
It ain't coming back no more
See the buildings rising
All that glitters ain't no gold
Cause the city don't feel like home no
how good and pleasant it is
She'll stand by me
Birds of one feather
We worship JAH together
Sitting on a throne of gold
In the morning
While I'm waking
And the spring breaks through
We'll load up the wagon and set the little one by our side
Take the gold into telluride
I'd like to lay you down on a cannonball
want you
Now you're fucked up and you're run down
But I still wish that you were driving by my side of town
No more wishing on your gold heart or your
records
Yeah, you sold a hundred million, but they all features
Never that, most of my plaques, I'm the feature
Niggas barely go gold, I had to dominate
And you worry if you even should
But you're good, you were always good
You're gold, you're gold, you're gold, you're gold
You're gold, you're gold, you're
Yeah
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my
backed by gold
The government will never do it for y'all
For the negatives my vision be blurry and I ain't fronting
There be throwing shades and I ain't
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