Lyrics:
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shit ma nigga take another hit
We ran up
at night
Yuh have everything in life
But it nuh feel right if a woman is not by your side
Ain't gotta fuss, ain't gotta fight
Just find a girl that yuh
falling apart
But I was shotting grub when
You was still in school
I was dealing food to a Spice Girl's husband
Let mе slow down, I'm a bit bait
Fuck
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
like fast birds cah dem
Come a cuss like rass girls
But when we shoot, bwoy dead!
Ingram, Kalashnikov and Mossburgs
Bushmaster weh fly round wall curves,
pray that the skies clear
Jesus take the wheel but tell me who gon drive here
We gotta drive here, who gon Uber
I'm tryna take it deeper tell me who gon
at you in that dress
Girl you dangerous like a gun
Give them you nothing less
Girl you murder everyone
Your love is a killer
Your love is a killer,
Girl its just us two we don't need no one
Stay by my side
Is you gon ride
You know ill show you all the love
Yea you look like a goddess the way you
at
Violating get you one in your throat
Still dating your heat, but me and my guns elope
When I die burry me with the totes
In case I run into a lil bit
infer beams
You know what I mean
Fully automatic things light up the scene
And break ham like Carl Lewis
Nothin but gun smoke is all ya smell
Niggaz lying
Everything, anything
Put on my heart you don't need a ring
And I promise our time away won't change my love
There goes my baby (there she goes)
(Ooh girl
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
Felina, the girl that I loved
So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My challenge
for
This shit to change
But lately everything
Just feels the same
I can not go
Through the shame
Girl I thought I was
Your everythang
Girl I thought I
My girl
Yeah, yeah
I'll be waiting there now
Yeah, mon
Well, me go suh then
In come di musical ting call love is blind
But you done know seh we
the morn till my pupils dilate
My love for the past long dead in the chambers
Confronted by my past but I killed it with a chamber
Fully loaded stay by side
we'll make it through
If my love was a gun then i'm always gonna aim for you
But lately it's been hard because I know that you're bulletproof
You say
tried
No need for searching
When I'm by your side
Love love love
Now reckless of love girl
Who you goin sees?
Like whom you goin meet?
(Whom you goin
but not evil
A righteous soul but dare devils like Kenevil
Friends kill friends, everybody hates
Men turn women to girls when they're fake
Tell her you
the girl that I love
So in anger, i challenged his right for the
Love of this maiden
Down went his hand for thе gun that he wore
My challengе was answered
wicked Felina, the girl that I loved
So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My
Discuss these gun cupboard love by everything but the girl Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In