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We were 16
Runnin' through the backstreets
Fuck, I kept you happy
It’s All I’ve known
Now you're married
3 kids in the backseat
To me you're not
imma catch me a gz
Rah rah bad luck back seat
Sha Gz got jammed with his beam
Nazzy, Rippy all in my green
I throw 5 Jdot hit 3
A's up never 16s
O's up
cereal from a plate
Garlic powder with some butter in my noodles kept me straight
I ain't have this shit the worst
I'm lyin' if I said the best
Three
this was meant to be, yup
At 16 in my room alone writing poetry
The 16's for Mac, yo, I didn't know a thing
I'd rap crouched down by my washing machine
on drop, give a fuck if with your mama
When it's on, it's on, pop you like a bottle of Patrón
Then lay back with a bitch, nigga this is westside Jay 3
It's too hot on the floor man
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
It's too hot on the floor
They got the M-15's "Oh my God"
We got the M-16
obstacle a standing in my way.
Its a nitwit with a weekend badge
He standing by the gate and as I slide her to a halt,
He yells where in the hell you
consumed by greed
Life about direction, you control the speed
Remember that there and you’ll go far man
1. Theses ppl claim to be real, yeah real fake
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shun[01:47.93]Cos ma fam dey support (Dey support)[01:49.77]No be the same (No be the same)[01:51.04]Look at my face[01:51.82]By God's grace we dey eat[01:53.16]If we
Hook
1. Let's ride, ride tonight, We gon take a ride tonight
2. Let's ride tonight, we gon ride tonight
3. We gon ride tonight, (Aye Aye) C'mon
1. Look me in my eyes, can you tell I wanna fly? (Huh)
2. Look me in my eyes, can you tell I’m down to ride? (Yeah)
3. Look me in my eyes, why making
nicks
By 15, I got a felony by 16
I got my driver’s license start using
J’s car to pedal lean
College Park that my stompin’ ground
Used to trap out
for M16s
To shred through the dead weight
Their lives expense we could not anticipate
And I hope this weighs on your shoulders
Cuz my back breaks
With
paid the price
With his life that's important
If ya ask me why then I'll tell you yo
John 3:16 gotta read it bro
Walking by faith and not by sight
Formed by the village of badness and bad karma
Punched by the stagnant water gate threw the fickle back
But by the window's still three nickels in
threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
One, two, three, four
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we
the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface
(3) Maharanee: The wive
Who do you sing for?
We sing for Hougang
Who the fuck do you sing for?
We sing for Hougang
Gate 3, Gate 3
It's my home my family
From past till now
the gate)
You a sucka nigga
Suck
Nigga swipe left nigga
Get away from stuff
Get away my...ahhh
I side swipe cars on a late night
I hit my goal like a drive by
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
should take that more seriously
I'm messing with all of your fates
Everything I need comes mysteriously
There's only one way to the gate
And I know
She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12
Baby keep a little 2 for me
She could be sweet 16, bustin' out at the seams
It's still love in the first
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