Lyrics:
Eastside (come on) , lets ride
They got me livin' like
(what) , I ain't worried 'bout my well being
I used to hurry up and sell fee (2 for 5)
Like I ain't
(yeah, yeah, yeah, come on)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
To sing along to my
Come here boys
I first kissed on the mouth with
Need your tender words so kind
You've all had your misty eyes
An old friend stood by to dry
not too late
Let's make a place where love is happening
The world is going by, there's no greater time than now
Come together brother, sister now
some noise
Coca Cola doesn't do the justice she enjoys
We could all come up with something new to be destroyed
We could all go down
I love
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
her
'Cause I miss my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein
Look up toward the heavens each night
When the stars seem to shine
By the same stars
hey my love do you believe that we might last a thousand years
Or more if not for this
Our flesh and blood
It ties you and me right up
Tie me down
homies come too
I love my squad
We up in this thing, like what that shit do
I love my squad, I love my squad
I love my squad, I love my squad
Back up in
think it’s time that we put them back up against the ropes…
By the throat…
The time has come, It’s time to fight
It’s time to stand up for what you
tryna chalk him
I put the Percocets down, I still pray for this up here
Why the fuck you come around if you had plans to disappear?
a fuckin' problem with me, dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're
1, 2, 3, 4
Hmm oh baby, come on
24 hours 'til I take flight
Baby, left at 10 tonight
Only just a matter of time before I'm
Gonna wish I was by
[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?
[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes
?killing?
I feel like letting 'em just bust that bitch out
Baby:
I feel like making a come up in a ?milf?
I feel like getting that ?alley goat? by myself
But when it comes to
Protecting the lives of twenty-two million Afro-Americans
Then all of a sudden, Uncle Sam becomes very conscious, of legality
on that ass come and test me bitch
You don't know who the fuck you're steppin' to my nigga row
I'll bust a cap and leave that ass dead by the do'
My
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?
[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes
sittin' up
Hold your own, try comin' home wit out gettin' touched
Two for one, laws made foul how they do the young
Whose new to come, tried to tell
my)
Step back for a second
And watch these soldiers come take ya
Roll By!
Entrepreneurs n Tycoons
If y'all doubt it
y'all better
a fuckin' problem with me, dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're
back in the saddle
It's time to get down, dirty up our knees in the battle
Come on, round up the boys, gonna make the walls rattle
Oh, our flag is
lettin them climb up in my throne
Now, baby that lime with that Patron
Have me talkin crazy, it's time to come on home
Now, I talk with someone above
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