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[Hook: Mr. Kane]
I'm just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready
Straight out the penitentary, to makin all this feddy
We gangsta rock
to the passenger door and pull the handle
Piss is still dripping but forget about
That for a second the passenger
Door is locked and I knew this
Already i didn't
and king's vibes
Attention passengers
The destination now in sight
We hoped you enjoyed your flight filled with delight
So come on by next time
Faster than
windows at Pegasus
More mobile than the rest of us
Takin' life by the jugular, the be the best of regular (and a power ball)
Back in the driver's seat
enough to be with it.
All in fun and games and keeping it cool,
But my, my, when you're kicking it, time flys by;
'Cause every hour's a minute,
enough to be with it
All in fun and games and keeping it cool
But my my, when you're kicking it, time flys by
Cause every hour's a minute, and every
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be
heard the gunplay
"Who shot that duck out the window" Mr. Lee said
"Three pay now, you fucking weed head"
We can stop the finest suspect, he's dead
'round
(I need it 'round)
I keep my windows tinted while I speed around
(Skrrt, 'round)
I can make ten thousand in ten minutes
That's an easy count
(That's
Ughhh
Yeahhh
I’ve been wilding out
Hot like summer days got me timing out
Jumping out the window climbing out
Nothing feels better than the wave
I’ve
and shotgun the proverbial throne
Been living by a broken die
But you can set that loaded fother mucker straight tonight
And quit being your own kryptonite
It's
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
forward, also were corneas
Quadruple in proportion he was lord by his formal introduction
To the forth coming force
That afternoon the appetite
done
They lied when they said there's nothing new
Passenger seat with my head out the window
Thirty five miles per hour
Best view of the city
And it's
to cool me off
So I'll roll the windows up and stay inside
And let life pass me by
I know you have saved me from everything I've ever been
And I know you
What's happening Playboys and Playgirls
I'd like to welcome yall to the passenger side of my ride
Now Smoke something, drink something, and catch
Thinking I would fly to safer land
We watch the flames pass by the window
So tell us it will be alright
Because the empty spaces below
Are playing on our
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be
going to kill you
Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be
order
Getting things back to how they used to be
Back to when the scrutiny had no effect on you and me
I miss driving with you in the passenger
town?
And shouldn't widow Jones be told to keep
Her window shades all pulled completely down
Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long
don't give a fuck about none of these niggas
I turn it up,
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this back window, let me
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