Lyrics:
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Now it's about to be talked about
You're gettin' slapped by my grammar
Vocals like a hammer with roots from Alabama
I'm under
Been played like a game on the wheel
Stealing my heart, I see a man by your side, giving you the love I tried
But I couldn't provide
Please, dreams we
me?
Girl you better know the whole world respects me.
Come by the fire, chill with a player.
How you admire these words that'll save ya.
(Chorusx2)
creepin'
I guess by now she know you cheatin'
She must of found my number cause she calling me
Couldn't talk cause her man was all in me
Told her call me
understand
Hash in the hand better than ass in the jean
I gotta get the cheese by any means necassary
Bullshit done got my cousin buried
The way ya carry, done
fascinated by the way the been
Shake a heel from side to side back to back
In fact, I know the hoe from around the hood
Hang around all the time
But the bitch
of passion
we formed a better world
We fought against oppression
and wisdom was our sword
On the path of glory
we searched the rainbows end
Lives meant
[BLOODY MARY]
Yo, there was this Crip, Crip, Crip ended up more cripple than handy man
Went hoo-ridin' and know who's hidin' in a minivan
Yeah
This right here
For all them niggas that like to talk
Talk the talk
You better walk the walk
Knowmsayin?
Cause one of these days
When I see you
made me
The ghetto seems so in peace
Man, that I moved to the suburbs and there's more police
Where I'm from, a fiend'll pack a gun
Overton, Jersey
paid the price for everyone
A one way ticket paid by the Son
Now I know, now I know, it's a brighter day
Friendly skies man, I'm on my way
[Chorus]
Dias
Rock steady by now you know the steelo
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi
Pop in the CD and let's get
a versatile man
He used to travel to so many distant
Places
But he never came back.
You see I find my release flying over Rio
20,000 feet without a sound in
faggots we ain't playing"
"You and your squad better praise the real God"
"I was born, The A-L-L-A-H"
Yo, lyrically I don't even see you fools is
niggas goes (home) to get the ? when about the block
Shoot the spot, but put the muzzle on the kids who tried to
Oh, I think he better not start (hurt)
Dias
Rock steady by now you know the steelo
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi
Pop in the CD and let's get
I was a hustlin-ass nigga, straight lovin the game
Always meant to be a playa, put the 'luv' in my name
Surrounded by niggaz I was soakin it from
and confused, what you do is run, but Bonz might have a gun.
Shit, you're being kicked by Richie Rich.
Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, well you pressed
under our lee."
Next morning at daybreak about five o'clock,
The man at the masthead cried "Yonder she spouts!
Where away does she lay?" and the answer
beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for
Long long time ago,
Before the wind, before the snow
Lived an old and aging man who lost his friend He carried by his side
All the things he
never fiendin' catch us and a schemin'.
We'll drink fo' tha way yallz are breakin' me pan. (Hey, man.)
We born to tha weed, it would grow,
Didn't know
have it all
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter
is all you need
You'll feel better with help from me
Hungry for your brain to ease
If you don't take it you go crazy
You're a man can do what you
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