Lyrics:
start to shoot
So many rounds is wizzin by me I don't see how I ain't dead
Smooth? stepped in the way with a AK and shot the cop in his head
[Chorus]
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
"bullets fire"
Mothafucka lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Spray sounds
Spray sounds
(verse three: you-God/Golden Arms)
Edit I, sexual preditah
[Pacewon]
What you want wit the underground kings from the Bricks
I've been at it since Clyde Frazier played for the Knicks
Packin' 3-5-7's wit
me?
Girl you better know the whole world respects me.
Come by the fire, chill with a player.
How you admire these words that'll save ya.
(Chorusx2)
my eye when she walked by lookin' like a freak
I leaned over kissed her on the cheek.
I was being careful not to move too fast,
But she smiled when
bock county the northwest region
By the ocean not the valley
It's considered the most ronic California commodity
The hommies call it puff or balm
inhibited
By cut throat niggas just like me that out there getting dividends
[Verse 2]
I always feel like somebody's watching me
But ain't droppin' me
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
They stole our foundation.
Broken by production, released at ten.
Before you kill your idols
Kiss them good night.
After birth the hand that
you to stay,
So you gotta go!
(You always give it to me!)
Now I was rollin' with my buddies till way past three,
And we was doin' Captain Morgan's
On a bold crusade, in the realm of shade
[X3]
Through the glowing mist, like a fog of radiation
I can see the forming of new planets
I've been struck by
She knows that I'm waiting by the door.
I know that she's trying to cover up
Staring at the floor.
Let's Go! Don't say maybe.
Forget everyone
I go by the name of Loon
And I represent this Bad Boy shit
'Til the motherfuckin casket drop
Damn right, uh, aiyyo, aiyyo
[Verse 1]
Niggaz don't know
The moon is afraid to come out tonight
There'll be no dinners by candlelight,
There is an aura of doom in the air,
And a storm out at sea
Every
tall
The people were struck by terror and fear
While beasts intruded their ground
Like the flow of a storm that none can control
Cascades of blood
en el trabajo tambien la consumo
como saco un cinco consumando un deis resando dispues
el mundo esta a mis peas
(Yo Scribe I need 300 pounds by
the reason why your girl, keep jocking me
Got too many hands, pulling on Big Moe
But ain't too many hands, that Big Moe get thoed
See I was born, all by
of tacks
Walkin' by the old funzone1
South of the gutter of doubt
Past a broken mirror glass
The reflection faded in and out
And I saw her there
Chorus
room 3
Told me you was workin'
But you were with her cheatin' on me
No no no
[Chorus]
No no no
I ain't takin' this no more
It's time for me
soul to weep
I once dreamed of a tower
Of black ebony stone
Surrounded by three rivers
Flegethon, Acheron and Styx
And blood painted my dreams scarlet
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
make the game better, by bein out there on the floor
So when you ice grill me, instead of breakin your jaw
I think FIREBALLS in your face like a young
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