Lyrics:
rapping
At the party wondering will I quit
I simply say
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha drank (Do It) [x2]
My pocket is full of bank
from ghetto uprisings
Young 9 oh saw his mama willie lynching/ putting the effimnate black man in me/ so unholy
These niggas as bad as these honkies/ I
understand it
Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed
They're junkies for fun, love life on the run
And if things get hot, they will pull
in and out like fuckin rapidly, pass the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back should be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, rest in
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the same, give me the brain, Caribbean thing
She willin' and ready and ready for my Willie, just like she Vivian Banks, shit is insane
That just went over
You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore just a vacancy
Love don't live here anymore
You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore
Heart colder
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
cried
He told me that for 47 years he worked and strived
His bank and social security have a lot inside
Now the doctors say he only has weeks to be alive
a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's
O, yell tak the high road and Ill tak the low.
Ill be in heaven afore ye.
For me and my true love will never meet again
By the bonnie, bonnie banks
me share of your burden
The lifetime you will carve
And the gravestone that you carry
Will be a burden halved"
He sat down by the roadside
dreams
I'll keep missing our happy days
Reality
You will find
What you're looking for in me
Because there are many
Love songs that lost their meanings
or
Un-corrupt police at least "Come on Will
You gotta tell me!" I grabbed and
Shook him by the arm
The L train was leaving Bedford with 10
000 white
pulled out his money, i'm pullin out that honey,
he stuff it in his stem* soon as he took it from me,
yellow teeth chaffed lips and his nose is runny,
pulled out his money, i'm pullin out that honey,
he stuff it in his stem* soon as he took it from me,
yellow teeth chaffed lips and his nose is runny,
raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot
'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock
And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano
He got killed by
like that
Act of violence, yeah, we juggin’ like that
I did a lot of dumb things in my past
Love will give me hope and I won’t relapse
Dave just bought
sho' can't shoot
Cause motherfuckers will smoke them boots
You gets no love from Oakland, bitch
You better try to make me rich
Who came to court on a charge
That he blew someone's head off
Because his amp was too large
And the song he was singin'
Was not for love but for cash
basis
Give me my spaces
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo"
Could you do me that and I'll hit you back
Little nig
I am protected by the blood of Jesus. I am protected by the shield of faith
I am protected by His wonderful peace. Goodness, love and mercy will
the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back should be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizzard, fuck you soft
out that honey
He stuff it in his stem soon as he took it from me
Yellow teeth chaffed lips and his nose is runny
He lit that shit, he hit that quick
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