Lyrics:
do me right. (do me right, do me right)
I’ll let you live your life. (live your life)
Yeah,
That groovy life. (groovy life)
We gon’ fuck hoes
By
in regards to my whereabouts
I lied by saying I took a shift
I hung up and two homies enter the car
We hounding at foes who would walk to the park
ruthlessly provoke a war between the States
Which cost some six hundred thousand of my countrymen their lives
Two
You'd started missing cues
Two
That
never came home
Straight to boost mobile yeah you know I change phones
Ever seen him do his thing, he amazing
Young a beast in the kitchen they need
lose
I been outside all day yeah bitch hanging with my crew
And one aint enough so we brought them in by two
Yeah the diamonds storming like a typhoon
stop until I drain your block
I'm doing the do, U-F-C is wrecking this bitch
We leavin' you sick, no other niggas crunk like this
We ridin' it rich, but
show the crooks
Step on your block and the food ain't shit
Your car ain't shit, your crew ain't shit
All the lil' moves that you do ain't shit
Your
live for your nigga?
Do up big for you nigga
Would you bid for your nigga?
Shit, you my nigga
Would you ride for me?
Rapper robbery
Would you die
ain't gon' have me liftin' through that riffin' shit, cousin
I got moves to make and mad shit to do
Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew
you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of your old scratched up CDs
Check my swag it's easy
As you can see, I do the damn thing and I ain't Fab
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh
ain't doing blow in Mexico with Eduardo
Plus I gotta celebrate cause yesterday my car would start bro
So imma do a shot or two, pronto
I got a lot of shit
stayin' healthy, now I'm makin' music
I'm gon' strive to success and I'ma try my best
I'm fourteen and already thinkin' about death
Damn, I was raised by
I don't know but one thing sure
I'm tryna be with you tonight (I'm tryna be with you)
We can go somewhere low
Or kick it with the crew that's fine
yeah
but keep lettin them small things slide and be a failure
If I'm out of town one of my crew'll take care of ya
The world is ours and your team's
the room
Thinking about the things you're going to be bringing upon the crew
Staring up out the window taking a look up at the moon
Are you ready? Scream it
Everlasting foes with everlasting hoes, but that ain't change a damn thing
Still in the dark twenty-two years later, I've been tryna rearrange things
One day
Follow what my soul do
Heard you think the world done
Allat shit is old news
I'm all by myself now
Nigga, so I can't cry
Tryna do the right things
Always
these haters get to me
Say you do it better than me
Show me why you telling me
Man Bron said it best
Hate has no age limit
Damn what a hater say
Life’s
face
Peep the pussy pass it to my partner
Bitch you got erased
We get that money everyday and we live
And a nigga got two kids
We pull up in
Lifes been hard wonder how easy it is when you die
If you cant live your dreams whats the point of being alive
Getting done worst by the ones i
That died in that womb
So why not try change lives? Don't
Do the same thing every
Day and complain about it don't
Get consumed don't get consumed
Chances of us gettin' back, its gonna take a miracle
You live in the past, I'm givin' the gas and cash
How many niggas do that without you givin'
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