Lyrics:
you on? I faced a lot
Of late nights and long years
Weaving in the tracks
Like a dark chick with long hair
Fucked like a rabbit
Fate would have it that
themselves
Who is it that's dying out here on theses streets every night
Y'all
Yea
Young brothers like yourselves
What am I supposed to do
A fool roll up Tryna
The bars are the truest, you know when he do it
It's like Mike, he do what he do, and these niggas start moving
So tell me, yo who you got next?
Ima flex
at home
I need a ride or die, stand by my side, from the projects
My baby boo be the realest chick I ever met
I let that Cash Money shit slide but it's
more dough
Your girl wanna fuck make a porno
Said she wanna do it for some promo
Wanna dance on me like its go-go
Who gon get it know my dogs ain't
I feed my hoes cross country like a greedy crack fiend. Now Come On!
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl,
Creepin' through this darkness, it's not like I am heartless
But I got a need and I need to feed it, time for me to get started
I only use who's been
chorus:
play that slow groove softly,
it’s just one of those nights when i don’t wanna party,
i just wanna kick back with my girl and parley
baby, we
and thats JP, Goin by HGB
Wondered what it felt like
Wondered if right for me
But I guess that for you to tell me
Spit it right, hope this flow is crazy
Gotta
sexy chica.
Meet me in the room
I'm in 602,
(Ohh wow)
'Cause all I want to do
Is have a party for 2
Baby girl tonight it's me and you,
The way
the issue
Do I gotta shout it
Say you strive for success then you do nothing about it
Live your life don't die with regrets
Figuring it all out is part
hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'
Oh yeah da niggas is comin' get out ya good dishes or somethin' like it's thanksgiving
And non
You was with ol' dude
You was chunking the deuce
I was in the other booth
I was making it do it what it do
We wasn't even on the court
Now I got 2
written, we spend time spittin' in the booth
Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop
But it's all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
Gonna continue to MC and smoke
written, we spend time spittin' in the booth
Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop
But it's all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
Gonna continue to MC and smoke
glory
I get touched it all absorb me like a weed head rush
Keepin the thorough for my passed he-ro, I must
All my peoples street and physical
I still see
through ya
I wanna do it again but now it's fun using this pen
Spitting dark energy fit for you and your men
To move militant due diligence to stay vigilant
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
on my shoulders 'cause I'm shaped like a soldier
Now I got your attention
I talk to God, but it's not for repentance
My lil' homie was shot by that
and fall
In the funky little jams we used to throw down to
Am I coming through?
For those who know the two-step flow
You'll remember how we used to love
here's a book hope it become a best sell
He gonna end up on a stretcher then I'mma throw him in the well
I'm still in the parking lot
Watch the 171 go by
fine
I've made it this far by myself so that's commendable
I'm farther than where I thought I would kill myself in general
The big 2-0
But God bless I'm
Oh stop it
Ya flattering me
Black man
Black man
I'm so happy to see ya
They say I'm good like the kid from the mad city
Cause I do it for the hood so
Bringing two back to the crib
Thats foreplay
Remember I was grinding for it all day
Brand new whip two-tone
Come in all shades
Who would've thought
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