Lyrics:
that nightly guns
Free my cousin Meechie he been locked up in that cell
Just look at us we lost it but we staying to ourselves
Make sure that he alright
wan fuck wit a gun, she wan fuck wit a gun
Im in the spot kno ima light up a blunt n ima keep lighting up
Straight to the top kno that I’m bout to go
the culprit
Surprised by my localness
I just been focusing
Dope as an opiate
This game is a bitch and I'm stroking it
This game is a bitch and I'm stroking it
goodbye doesnt feel alright
You worked hard, hard to lose a n*** too young
I know its God's plan
Until we meet again
I know you some where cool and your
the block
Since black rose since kairi Chanel
Learned to channel my voice,
The game gettin fake n it’s easy to tell
I come from a city of doers
And wigga talk about uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alright then we got what you need
And if you like that nasty broad we got them
be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be
Alright
Somehow I knew that you'd be by my side
Said "hold on" and you held me so tight
If I were in
can't forget times
I know it's just a phase, it'll pass by
I know I'll be okay if I can't find
Love, when it (I) love when it don't hurt
Try not to think
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
it cool
What's the name of this club?
I can't remember but its alright, I'm a-alright
Just dance!
Gonna be okay
Dada doo doot-n
Just dance!
of the
Year."
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board,
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award.
It was handled with taste
(D-d-d-j-jonna)
(Haaa)
(It’s ya boy Dee cores)
(Haaa)
(Oh I’m on)
(How it go!)
Im alright I’m alright n***a I’m Doing right
Get it right
Sites clear
Come on let's go
Ain't nobody gonna get in my way (No No No No)
I'm gonna make it, no matter what you say (Alright Alright)
I'm flying by, you better
sunrise
Alright, alright
You just never heard my cries
Can't hear my cries
Rose tinted
Tormented
Wicked lies
Get your name back, make 'em say that
Going
It's a perfect day
Roses bloom and sway
Birds are singing praise
And my soul's at ease
Butterflies are dancing
On the breeze
And the leaves sigh
Cos
it's gon' be: N.W.A, nigga be -O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups,
marchin' like troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, 'cause if
niggers even stay that's why we pour a liquor for the grief of dead, we miss you
The will receive guns'n'roses, and from me you need a bunch of roses
to mischief
Jou fokken mif dik lip op 'n tik klip
My style is poison, it’s a freak pak of gom
Giftige cherrie up on page 3 van Die Son
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns N' Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
to die
In the cold
And it grows
Like a concrete rose
You the fool ain't I
Till I withered and died
On the same streets you left me
And, screamin'
we're mixing potion
Slashin' like Guns N' Roses
You got options but I been chosen
To deal with you the way you like
The way you like it
To deal with
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
Guns by your side but you still won't come to play
Do I make you scared bitch can't run I'll never go away
Aye, uh fuck
Fuck another bitch n lie n say
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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