Lyrics:
to the long days
At this rate
Decide your own fate
And stack your own plate
Guarantee you they'll let your song play
Zendaya Bella Thorne
By the way she shook
real; aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord, please
Can you count suckas?
I say, the future is ours!
If you can count
We some, hard headed, young ni**as
Came up off of cornbread with the lumps in it
I
ways from Smith and Wesson
So how can I lose in a game I been blessed in
I'm smoking this gas to stay level headed
Fresh out the can to the bands where
Dennis
They got me like, ah, ha, ha
Pull up on your yard, and they snappin' off photos
Stayin' out the way, but they comin' by the boatload
She love me
to a clock don't mean your time is near
Full plate of ass whooping, got enough to share
And if you want a piece, then I'ma put my foot in your rear
Haahn!
I'm
just hope you never let me drown drown
They just want to see the rain falling
But ain't no cloudy days even headed my way
I'm trying to take a tres
just hope you never let me drown drown
They just want to see the rain falling
But ain't no cloudy days even headed my way
I'm trying to take a tres
and your daughter
Born in this way of living and our youth is stuck
To be safe it's safe to say the justice system's fucked up!
If you doing 25 to life,
feeling em the same just
One small problem
Am I top or am I bottom yo…
I know I seem anxious, a tad bit nervous
I’ll follow your lead
You know I’m just
rappers are my kids
I'm like
Wooh
Lil homie you should know me
Way the pay respect you would think that I'm a OG
Running out style you remind me of that 4G
rapper lame by the
Way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs
That's gon' turn a nigga on
And I'ma throw this cash
Let me see that tattoo on your
And bitch I need the throne I'm headed for the top seat
Said fuck you hoe get money
And all my niggas is hungry
We in the field we in our zone this shit is
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
clearly when you're gone
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when
Motherfucker, we will fuck ya
Spray your coupe and leave smoke
In it like Chris Tucker
I’m no gimmick, we smell out the timid
We lift something out the trunk that
ride a dick too, make me cum fast
I like them modeling bitches, I love them swallowing bitches
Where them hoes headed at? I'm 'bout to follow them
The way we cruising down the i ten
Riding low
West Coast
West Coast
Welcome to the wild Wild West
Ima Will Smith this spit, Chris slap
Let me show you how I
real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord,
this way of livin' and our youth are stuck
To be safe, it's safe to say the justice system's f***** up
If you doin' 25 to life, stay up homie
I got your
feelin', but will they last or be blasted?
Hard-headed bastard, maybe he'll listen in his casket
The aftermath, more bodies being buried
I'm losing my
feelin', but will they last or be blasted?
Hard-headed bastard, maybe he'll listen in his casket
The aftermath, more bodies being buried
I'm losing my
On some run flat
By the way I
Never seen a better view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad bitches naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashing, playing
no easy trail (u-uh)
I'm a young millionaire, on a sea at a island surrounded by billionaires
Killa of a competition, I met a chick who a big walking
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