Lyrics:
sleep
Young but I'm no fun
(No fun)
Old but I'm so dumb
(So dumb)
I've seen it all
But I can't stand and lie
And say I've seen how it all comes
Young but
deceased
When you buy this life it don't come with recites
They kill us one by one I'm talking bout the police
They say get on your knees they telling me
paper cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she call me cabron
with you music
And 2 when you blow, blow the roof off the ceiling
Everybody around me gone do the most
About the hottest young nigga coming out his city
'pres a vis' get laid by the ways I'm not the sea mermaid who said I'm late I'm off the map I wont restrain I got to run get out my way, get out my way
I
[C-Bo:]
Back at'cha I rose, Chuck Taylors and double-oh's
Young thugs, ready to protect with fo'-fo's
On a mission mashin', nonstop 'til we cashed in
never fade away
Oh, all the moments come and go
While the memories ebb and flow
And play again, play again
Oh, there's a hill that we must climb
never fade away
Oh, all the moments come and go
While the memories ebb and flow
And play again, play again
Oh, there's a hill that we must climb
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
niggas, young fly niggas
Getting down, do or die niggas, don't try niggas
I changed my mind, I don't want your bitch
'Cause sorry ass women just don't
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
to de man dem call Ice Cube (bo! bo!)
And a bust a deuce-deuce or trey-eight bout to get wicked!
One, two, three and I come with the wicked
Style
is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
D.j.'s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
B-boys, let
gotta let go sometimes
Gotta let go (woo)
Everybody gotta let go sometimes (woo)
Goddamn, baby girl, where you been at?
Can tell by the sweat of your
Everybody gotta lie just to get by
Everybody gettin' high just to feel some
Everybody got pain but they feel numb
And they tried to escape but they
instead
I just want to walk with Buford's head
I just want to walk with Buford's head!"
Everybody's freed by the Bagman
Everybody's headed to the cow-man
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
(Ah yeah) they love to point the finger
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get
from wall to wall
And, everybody is calling
Here they come, it's almost time
Feel the rush, now hit the lights
We gonna get it all started
Because
everybody in the world today crooks
Don't be fooled by they looks a bunch of captin hooks
Even tho i aint peter pan somebody gotta take a stand
Just call me
struttin'
Cause time passes everyone by
Sooner or later
It all come tumbling down
Sooner or later
Your head's gonna hit the ground
Pretty woman smiling in
nigga just caught body, caught body
My young nigga just caught body
T Jeezy
I'm bout it, bout it
Like Master P
You heard by me, I'm TTG
A nigga street
a dream come true
But if by chance you're here alone
Can I have a moment?
Before I go?
'Cause I've been by myself all night long
Hoping you're someone I
Now it don't matter where you from, its where you at
Everybody come and bounce with me, come on and bounce with me
And if these hoes want to roll
stay far away from the fakes
Remember days wasn't safe
Now we got thousands tucked in the safe
Target practice case you wanna come and see
I take
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