Lyrics:
a pretty gun I get busy with
Playin belly dancing, little fizzy shit
Think the killa nigga want some silly shit
Silly niggas gotta die too, I'm serious
niggaz, there, yo
The older we get, we understand, you might tear
[Chorus: Tiffany Villareal]
[Raekwon]
You keep the little young ones, happy, true
here
I love my hood, I love my niggaz, there, yo
The older we get, we understand, you might tear
[Chorus w/ ad-libs]
[Raekwon]
You keep the little
pretty and new
Look at the sky, all blue, all old people with you
Facilities mailing, jail brothers miss you
Wow, it gets crazy when I think about
at you with them pretty eyes
Left me when I went to prison
Thought I you was a little bigger
But you just like a nigga
Couldn't supply you what you
even feed myself, I be low
When I realize I'm by myself but I be high
When I'm shopping for expensive clothes
I be high
When I get what I couldn't
Yo bro
What's up?
I think I had too much Hennessy, man
I'm fucking with that Effen
This Hennessy getting to me
I ain't gonna lie, I'm a little
three and a half minutes
Yeah, I could have sworn there was one more instrument
I think I had my little brother play over it too
But I can't hear it
used to give me them pretty vibes, now she just give me them penny wise
Always in trouble with police, and when she get caught she the one they identify
low when I realize I'm by myself
But I be high when I'm
Shopping for expensive clothes
I be high when I get what I couldn't before
I be high in the club
I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
'Cause I'm strictly a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello B
Me and JB and Sonny
We grew up on the buddy plan
Weren't we some bad mothers
Closer than brothers
Had a rockin' little, three-piece band
Yeah, we
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
the little girls
That say Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city
You don't act high siddity
You be up on the block, posted up in the drop
And everybody get
shit
I judge the devil by his deeds
It's usually connected to the size of his greed
And keep the hope
Even though they'd love to give a nigga like me
people
Of every kind
We need more people
Little ones would be nice
We need more people
That we could trust
We need more people
That maybe look like us
like this really mess with the flow
Ending up like that isn't a place you should go
One brother capped because of a thing
Another one gone like its all
Feelin' that my brothers by my side
Everybody tryna hide, I ain't gon' lie
I'm a little too high, and a little too fly
Dude, I'm just gonna die tonight
Ready for this brother?!
I don't think anyone could
Be prepared for this
Shut up
Sans! You just don't understand perfection!
Engarde now, human now you
(say it, baby)
I'll preach it louder for the back
The truth is (everybody)
Everybody's just a little bit gay
Your mother (she gay)
Your brother
at a Chinese food restaurant
I get the raunch sex and didn't need the Range
I fuck your bitch for free and she can keep the change
I'm pretty as a bitty but my
vision
I we hope we reach the vision, thats my only mission
Take my fam from this life by cooking in the kitchen
And my brothers they be backing my every
“My Best Friend’s Brother”
Written by: GiGi Grombacher & David Burris
Verse
My best friends brother’s
Got a thing for me
I think I kinda like it
My
brother wrote back in second grade
I know she didn't steal it but so what? We lawyered up and we sued her butt
These days we figured we'd pretty much get
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