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Brown Crowd

Lil Rob

Crazy Life

of many Mexicano poets but not saying that I'm king
Down for the brown I'll show it cause I know it is
The Brown Crowd vida esta loco thing
And I'm

Strippers at the B&B
Say she from the DMV
I come from the gated capital
My name's big as Meech
On this trail by the beach
Off shore Audemars
Jewelry in

Undying Love

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography [Clean]

1999

went?

Ringin' the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sure
Dropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door
Slow music, H-Town, no that's down low

[Hook]

She wore her hip huggers for me so I could see her thong

Just made 21 she got it goin on

Slow it down ma

You a freak huh

Slow it down ma

see since I walked in
So how the fuck you think it's bout to end?
Ooh-ooh sit down I roll up
Life too fast, slow up, okay no
You know what? Okay go

[Chorus]
I wanna live life fast, I don't know how to slow down
I wanna get high, I don't know how to come down
Help me now, I'm runnin' on empty

the king, not talkin tut
More money more problems, it's in the cup
Gotta stay on my grind
can't slow down now, important things on my mind
Makin music to find

a fish
False claiming like they trap
Just so they can earn a plaq
But they ain't never had a sack
Even If they stats was Khalil Mack
HAh
No BB king you see

on TLC, air that shit on NBC
Parents kicked her out, now she beggin' need a B&B
More like a three-peat, almost a triple-double
Hoe has two kids, underage,

the sugar on his tongue and that a shut 'em up
I take my clothes down like it's goin' down, like a showdown
Show him I can go for twelve rounds on the cold

Big body Benz glass house by the coast
How I wish it was perfect
How it all could be perfect
Even with the highs and the lows I'm a king
Against all

I like the money, I need some endorsements
She wanna fuck in the back of the Porsche
King of my city, I roll up with bosses
Diamonds imported

I

Okay, next up on BB3 Radio, we got a motherfuckin' Volume 3 from the BROKEBOY Saga, titled Limbo
but I doubt it's got anything to do with anything

It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just

up 
She shake it fast and slow up 
It's just basic math I'm on one
I said break it down and roll up
Get wasted now and pour up
She shake it fast

or feast till I make it front street 
You won't ever be criticized by a real king 
You will never be villainized by ya real friends 
When you at peace you

on the glass (Thunder)
Baby mama screamin how long will it last?!
(Fuck her)
Need to slow down cause I'm goin too fast
(Slowdown)
Too fast summertime doin

trust in a hoe got me sittin' with a frown oh wow oh wow
Someway, somehow, another bitch cheated now my mental goin' down
It's funny how they leave

Where you goin'?
Baby, could you tell me where you goin'?
Baby, you know outside is pourin'
Half of these hoes, I mean all of these hoes they

the bars down
Your heart beat is the only sound
Step into the light and then you'll know you were stopped and dropped by the walls of Jericho
Whatcha gonna

I don't even know how she feels
I don't even slow down when i been on ma wheels
I don't even show no emotions to the eels
I don't even grown show no

Chinese, I might dynamite a hater home
Judge lookin' down on me like he a king sittin' on the throne
Murder charge, I beat the case then beat my chest, I'm

they block till they all go down


We ain't Gon wait till they come around 


Stop by at this momma house, 


Yea we sure he got an ounce, 


Hit that

You got to cool down
You got the boom bottom

Who got the oowa
You got the oo why ya

Goin get the wata
Down by the pool bayou

Who got me moven
YOU