Lyrics:
old friends
What's to discuss, old friends?
Tell you something:
Good friends point out your lies
Whereas old friends live and let live
Good
Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl
Before Malcolm was out on the grill
Jaded by travel while writing his will
We was in the whip practicing skills
Practicing bars before we had bills
old friends
What's to discuss, old friends?
Tell you something:
Good friends point out your lies
Whereas old friends live and let live
Good
left now mad
Turn right gotta fight for a brand new party
A good day, a good day, it's gonna be a good day
I'm ok, I feel alright, I'm ok, a good day
said I thought more like a leader than a soldier
Back in the days never no heat thought shit was cool
good cat personified even went to school
learned
deserve these bands?" (Do I deserve these bands?)
And we from Murder Land, Eastside shit
Jeans Purple Brand, ridin' in the GLE, the turtle van (talk
the thing
That's what's hard
To be the kind of Bard
That would like to sing the nice thing
I'd prefer to sing the nice thing
Yes I would
That'd be good
Yes I
Corleone
And got it sown, maricon, like to know what you staring at?
An invisible cat, who pull off a disappearing act
Raised by a pack a wild womens like
saying what's good
I done lost myself chasing them dreams
Feeling stressed out by the people faking their streams
I done fell, going for the fast lane
I
to steppin'
Good morning, brand new bitch for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go bout your business
Let them other
a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care
I met my lobe by the gas works wall
I dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Of this dirty old town, dirty old town
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
cheese and her neck n wrist on freeze
AI8 that's a brand new Audi
Bodied by Bella that's a brand new body
Fat lil pussy get wet like a faucet
Get on top n
Abbie
Tits and batty, dicks and fanny
Gyal move slutty, I'm ringing her for the ucky
Cats in Surrey, my niggas still in the gully
Max, no flurry, you
I met my love by the gasworks wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds
I met my love by the gasworks wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds
I met my love by the gasworks wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds
tell that b**** get to steppin'
Good morning, brand new b**** for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low
Makin that bacon, row by row
Can't get them muscles at the YMCA
It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
pussies got the boot
He lined each cat against the wall for
All the king's mad men to shoot
Through each hood he went a-riding
Spitting rhymes and nary
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