Lyrics:
you bust in yo dome
Must be a fan of a nigga if you hate on my song
A couple grand on my image, and I do blow the strong
I was adopted by the block
life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means
the shit aint gone get me high
Smokin on these blunts jus to get me by
Im wit the homies
Smokin that la di da
Green an purple buds in the blunt
Like Mardi
gone, she is gone
Where, where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is gone
Where my old lady, I'm a kill that b****
Where, where my
soprano)
Ike willis (vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Arthur barrow (keyboards, bass, micro bass, rhythm guitar)
Ed
Driftwood
Written by DOOMSDAY OUTLAW (Broughton Chanda Mills Poole Willis)
Instrumental
All that I have
Written by DOOMSDAY OUTLAW
listen
She said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo
listen
She said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo
for a king
By the time we got to arizona
Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin
talking bout Willis
Ha ha
I gotta show em
That I ain't playing with these hoes
I don't know em
But
Hopefully it come back to me
Ima be in love again
Now
Damn
Uh
LeakAfn
KC
Damn right I'm in the city where the shooters be
And I move around by myself and this is usually
I can't do no back and forth
Cause healing only come by them
Stripes and them bruises
I chuck deuces and turn towards you
But sometimes I turn right back to it
Why do I abuse all
chuck could chuck wood Yea
She know she know good yea
But I still wish I could hahaha
Round and round we go slow down
Baby don’t rush it now
Round
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
good good
Daddy good
When I was down you picked me up
Not only that but gave me life
Talking bout a brand new start
By that I mean my past is gone
Just
at 175 pounds,?then I'm gone in a few minutes?
Around when I come around, in red Chucks
But a nigga can't even see me or hear me
Fear me when I'm in a zone
something
Now i keep the people screaming
Like Bri when she by fucking Justin
It's my new shit you gone grow accustom
Really if not fuck em
My natural
only bleedin' every grain in me
Fans, if it's not for you, there'd be no PE
From the Nashville Skyline
To the homeboys and girls of South Country
In this
The earth, and the universe
Why are there haves
And have nots
My father still worked
Close to his seventies
My mom was eaten by
Diabetes and debts
If I don't
to you and invest in what you're into
Five figures hit
That's another goal ticked off my hitlist
Slick sold a pack of bricks
Bit em' with the VAT now chuck
(drank)
I'm good with that yellow and red, nigga (pour up)
That purple be coming in (pour up)
That purple be coming in (pour up, pour up)
That purple be
to be a good girl, but then you done lost it
You done fumbled a real one, yeah that's your loss bitch
Baby, yeah you're gone, gone
Yeah, you're long gone
throw that number three
Make my nigga Bando name live on for bro I chuck the B
Grew up big on loyalty & till' this day that shit run deep
Steppin' bout
failure (it's gone)
It's all gone (all gone)
Depression (gone)
Gone (gone)
By faith (it's gone)
(It's gone, it's gone, it's gone)
It's gone (all gone
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