Lyrics:
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
All I do now is dick around
When the sun goes up and the moon goes down
When the leaves are green and the leaves are brown,
All I do now is dick
pack
Switch the Double are, the Double are's are, gotta get that
You see how we play, pop Cris on the E-Way
Soakin' the sea, gettin' drunk with
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
beating go around
The whole building, " Ross says the guards
Requested that he leave
Meek remains frustrated by the
Way he's been treated
By the system
nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so
the cannon
Listen close I got duct tape and rope
I'll leave you missin' like the fuckin' O'Bannons
One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy
That's the A-K
inside for years
Leave peers beside beers that'll +Spin The Bottle+
Don't think that e'ry night seem right
Nigga just look beside you, I'm at every +Red
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
But the little boy
that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow-brown
Autumn caught 'em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin'
that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow-brown
Autumn caught 'em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin'
guarantee this
Joseph's brothers said, By Allah, indeed you know that we have not come to make mischief
In the land, and we are not thieves
Joseph's men
2
Destroy my enemies
With2 glocks fuck a army
Bdubb I’m on a killing spree these motherfuckers are Gane green
Destroy my enemies
It’s time that u
I don't wanna leave
I know that you want someone to keep
Why are you still holding on to me
Really sad bae what is there to see
These things
to decide which one that I want
Playing games with these bitches eeny meeny miny mo
Simon says do a dance bend over touch your toes
Red light green light tell
leaving folks
After I get them singing
I'd like to leave ya'll singing
How'bout the folks in the row
Here by the wall
Ya'll got the "red light" with me
Rest
I got duct tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin' like the fuckin' O'bannons.
One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the A-K forty seven
The Spring's risen, sweet Sun showers poured out from green leaves
Purple flowers and bees
There's a natural mystic floating through thin air in the breeze
gain
We're all played more prey
Same python that struck Saigon
Fuck Bush fuck Blair
Same repeating like Simon
Fuck Boris fuck Biden
Negotiating with
light
Leave no wait
You can go but baby please just stay
Green light
Red light
Im going insane
Green light
Red light
Ima switch lanes
Green light baby
don't know why you always think that I'm
Unhappy with our paradise
That I'm wanting the trees that are growing the green
But you know all that I want
Poetry comes from leaves
Green tea, weed, trees, divorce it seems
I tried to seed a plugged state of mind to grow by
It only cost me six years, no wonder
Poetry comes from leaves
Green tea, weed, trees, divorce it seems
I tried to seed a plugged state of mind to grow by
It only cost me six years, no wonder
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