Lyrics:
to Biggie, Big L, Pac, and Isaac Hayes
I remember back to 1993, Know the Ledge was my shit, by Rakim and Eric B
I had so much love for Bone Thugs
They showed
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Now imma fight back
So if they wanna shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I’ll get him right back
Trayvon Martin, Michael Brown, Eric
fuckin' leavin' me, bitch?
I don't think so, sit your motherfuckin' ass down
I swear to God, you run to that door
I'ma put one in the back of your
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
Till 3005, hold up
When I get on you react in a rage
People from side to side and front to back
won't dance, if the MC's wack
The crowd go psycho even if I don't move
Damn JK, hold on
I think shawty see sum she want
I can tell by the way that she staring
She say you green to me bae like Aaron
Spin slow on the block
there with you
So call back
I’ll be sitting down by my phone
I see love in the air
And I’m gon’ take a breath
And keep a hold of it
I like when you be
and she hold me down
They know she the baddest, but she good
She far from average and so hood
Walk by, stop traffic, yeah, yeah
Her ass not plastic, no
I'm a...
A mixture of breeds
Native, Black, Irish it seems that
I-I get mixed in my themes
And been led straight down many paths
Uh, but it don't
Yeah
Think it's about time to share my opinion on some shit
Don't know if it's a good idea, but
We'll see what happens
Yo
Back in the day, in my
Don't you die on me, Violet! Don't you die
Don't you die on me fuck!
Don't you die on me
Memories I thought would last me forever
I hit back around,
bitches is
Four minutes they gon' lick my kids
But no presents, keep your Rolies
I don't want you to teach me or mold me
I don’t need you to hold me
Lease
the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer
R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer
R.I.P I wanna kill the judge
Tryna lock the homie up, they don't feel
got the type of shit that turn you boys into pussies
Look, I'm livin' like a drug man, I can't stop now
Can't hold me down cause I'm livin' by the pound
shit in my spine
I press rewind, this bitch she want me, that bitch she crying
I don't know why, I don't know why, I don't know why
Back by design, back
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
to back up the First Team
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart
And they rippin' your asshole apart
By takin' your green, oh yeah
The Villain does get
to back up the First Team
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart
And they rippin' your asshole apart
By takin' your green, oh yeah
The Villain does get
over police you
People speak to your children but treat you like that don’t see you
Hold Up!
One time for the Babas on the front line. (Yeah)
Two times
want more than a taste
Electric, kid magnetic
Stayed intrepid through depression
Been to hell and back
Can never crack
Had no direction
Hanging on by
Hold on
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
When this whole beat drop we just
Hold on
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
When this whole beat drop we just
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
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