Lyrics:
a goat
Now I'm bagging Chanel for my girl
She's a hoe, I'm on low
Joint is blowed, I don't know (Huh, huh)
Thuggin' by myself (Skrr)
I'm lonely rider
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder's fee, out this world
Ain't no one out they mind as me
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine, all I need's
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder's fee, out this world
Ain't no one out they mind as me
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine, all I need's
Until I realized that I'm running out of time
Fighting all my demons now I'm feeling so alright yeah
Fuck your friends
All them bitches lying
Fuck your
Cal give your pal a shower
You shit in your Calvin Klein trousers
The night prowler, your life is ours
Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you pushin' up
Two shots in with all my bad decisions I can't win it's always something different
Is there someone you forgot to mention you not hers but she gone
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
energy that is a remedy, hey yo listen here bro
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from
Lamar smith on his voter registration
Dr Sebi trynna show us what the way is
Y'all see how they do greatness
Y'all see how they do greatness
Born a king
So many lonely people
There's a lot of lonely people all over the world
We even lay with children and beautiful girls
Yes, there's me and you, babe,
Your world is falling, darling, but don’t you fear harm
I know exactly what to do
You’re not in dept, they all are buying your charm
This night is
hush lil baby you don't gotta cry
I know this life is hard you just gotta try
Everyday steady workin we just gettin by
Skin brown with the curls yeah
'cause she say I make her feel wanted and by the way she never met nobody like me
At the Graft and laugh makin her stare at things
Cutty Cal Grese Chris
box-cutter make the world go 'round (hmm)
Plus I'm, ain't my homegirls now (alright, oh yeah)
Start stackin' (uh), dabbled, packin' (uh)
Nickname Medina,
to drive-by
Thugs stay true to the hood so ??
Compton's still on the map
Now that's fly
y'all keep reppin' the blocks when I'll die
Some is Section 8, still
at the top, when you put up and they just watch
It get lonley at the top, thought i wouldn't get a spot
Now im looking down on all the ones i could of brought
by his side
A good hyna is hard to find, they all seem to be the same
Evil ways and no shame
I need a gangster girl
In my gangster world
Baby, ill
before I go, I've got one thing to say
I won't miss you at all
Life is depressive
Sometimes I struggle just to find a message
What's the purpose of me
But the sands of time keep fallin’
And the hour is getting late
A multi-state alarm was out
With mug shots and all
“If you know the whereabouts
Please
please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!
To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin
let me make this clear
Just a thought if it (?)
It's not about a salary it's all about reality,
And Hip Hop is the reality that creates all these
every sport just to impress all the girls
Instead of all the ladies, 'cause they talk down
I was too artsy, known to be a clown
And now my Facebook
was Strange until I made
Me sum change and now they ridin' my nuts-nuts
Tech N9ne's out the window, you see them
KC Killers ridin' by y'all niggas
Now, where the ladies at?
(Yo, we're chillin' over here)
And all the fellas, the fellas?
(We takin' over this year)
I heard the party's 'round
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