Lyrics:
To put it down that's progress
We Dru guns up on the Hill
But it ain't take us 5 steps
I had shoot outs wit my brother
Moved out from my mother
Shacked up
know you wrong boy
When i see you in the streets
I'ma chunk that deuce then I'ma be gone boy (Skrt skrrrt)
I can smoke these backwoods on my own boy
You
By Dru Hill
We fill the cavities
When they too fake
But what am I to say
When it's too real
Shit
I don't know baby
And I dont travel often
But lady if
sell it
I’ll snatch your soul rip it and shred it
Don’t copy edit
You catch my flow but you don’t get it
Cos Maybe your slow and pathetic
So we may
(flip that)
Sisco (platinum)
Dru hill
You know how the game go
You can't make up for the bullshit
Jumping on when nigga's is on, that's what nigga's is
that I'm dope dealin'
I'm still in bed, four fifty-four in the mornin'
Me and my hoe yawnin'
And there goes the bill on the noon, and yo it don't stop
see any stars
i wake up by myself in a bed built for two
i slept in too long check the time and its already noon
will i do anything worthwhile today
GIRL I WON'T GET BY
WITHOUT U BY MY SIDE
I NEED U IN MY LIFE
[CHORUS]
[BRIDGE]
[CHORUS]
jersey
I need a lot of mercy—I did a lot of splurging
I need a lot of faith
I’m 5 seconds from going dark on my friends
5 steps like Dru Hill how it starts
to hate
ain't nothing change but the women and the living is great
nowadays they got a ????
I don't fly but keep a plane close by in case
outdone by the alpha
Proud but now about to meet my downfall
If I don't allow in the power of powers
Know that I'm bout to speak a little bit louder
No
wanting
Tell me when u want it
Tell me how it is u want it
Now I'm sounding like Dru Hill
The way u got me talking
You say u wasted time
And u say u
Living on the side
Of Primrose Hill
Drinking cans of Tennants
Just can't seem to get my fill
Got a beat up guitar
And a dirty old sleeping
Left in the bowels of devil with no voice
My phones are tapped, my crib is bugged
My car is tailed from club to club
And this ain't no fuckin' joke
They
rhyme
I'm in the hall like aaron puffing l's all day
First command mister keep the fat broads away
Fresh fly, ogc be the best by
Puff lai with my nigga
diggity No dought
Sleepin in my bed so wie Dru Hill
This How We Do it doin it
I got 5 on it, Luniz du bist, crazy und loco
Sag mir wie du es willst - Kci
Reach for the glove niggas reach
Straight for the gun
But the bullet pack a punch
(Look)
Dope for the thrills and the D make
Her scream in her hills
She
the hill you wanna die on
I guess you ain't learned that lesson yet
This bed of nails you really lie on
Poison in your heart you can't forget
I saw God down
Too much hatred in the heartland, too much talking over me.
Look around and listen, I don't exist without you in my life.
I'm having a good time by
the wheel
Boy is up in the hills with his guitar singing about you
Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed
When I'm not feeling confident
I hear it
Fresh out, I hopped out the bed, turned my swag on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm plugged in but this ain't no add on (no)
I'm allergic to broke niggas, back
hacker
Used a pickaxe to leave a pig badgeless
Or maybe it was a steel bat
That I used to make ‘em peel back
PCP in my weed sack
Yo I'm running nude
through a shaft of light
At the top of the stair the heritage glare, family like new
By my bed your face it smiles framed in the gilted wood
But guilt it
suits to ya
I’ll go leather jacket Usher "My Boo" to ya
Baby girl you’re picture perfect I’ll zoom to ya
In a different city girl get flewed to ya
Give
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