Lyrics:
the courts'll burn me
Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key
But my word is bond, that's the code of the street
If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling
You’re a star
Way up in the sky
Far away
You still catch my eye
Beautiful
Tell me how you feel
Having men
Bow to you and kneel
You’re a star
Now I
a double digit jersey number if you fumble
I'm gone tote the poll lock and load
shoot till you hear that BOW
take my time speak my mind like I'm ??
got
(*talking*)
Ha, man it's going down baby what
E.S.G., man I got three young thoed ass niggas in here with me baby
Know I'm tal'n bout, my lil' partna
yeah yeah
They'll lock you away
They'll lock you away
Mommy takes the strings off your bass
So you won't hang yourself
Could things be so bad
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
will stay
In my sanctuary
Got my mess on the floor
Got my lock on my door
Go Away, Sanctuary
Go Away, Sanctuary
Someday I gotta get outta here
started to doubt me
Put me on the backburner and just forgot all about me
Partna said I wasn't fresh, and sent me on my way, but you know what?
a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is back
So get them thangs out, you betta lock up ya house
And tell the cops they let the animals out
Break
thug I act a fool aye
Aye you gotta feel my style I'm so wild
It just comin off the dome and I aint even switched yet
So watch how I make
them by
And some might say we're wicked little girls
With curves and kissers and pearly whites
You better keep an eye on your boys and lock 'em up
them by
And some might say we're wicked little girls
With curves and kissers and pearly whites
You better keep an eye on your boys and lock 'em up
Newton the way that nigga scramblin'
Partna this yo life you gambling
'Bout to 'cause a stampede
Pussy 'bout to leave his hoe in the club tryna run away
Face, I ain't been eatin'
I'm just wastin' away
Looks like the way that River Phoenix
Went gon' end up my fate
And when they drag me out the gutter
Mail
around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Rain rain go away that's what all my haters say
My pockets stuck on overload my rain never evaporate
No
over good and evil getting hotter
God we got to fade away (fade away)
Lord we got to fade away
So if you need I got the Kush Mints yeah
OG lock inna my
and I'm still gonna be pullin' a plug
Much love to my niggas that's full off the buzz I say what up cuz
I buzzed off the suds partna' I does what I want
as fuck
Bucket to the ceiling, trippin' bitch that's what the mask is for
All my partnas bangin', slangin', I tell 'em, "What's brackin' brah?"
If he
throw away the key
A criminal
Lock me up throw away the key
New look
Look
In the beginning
I tried top play it by the book
It didn't work
No matter how
a lock on her heart like me
Lock it up and throw away the key
Don't believe everything you see
Cuz every nightmare starts out as a dream
Keep a lock by my
self up
Only the real
Dont step on
To come up
Put in that work
Did it on my own
Got it out the mud
Washed away the struggle
With the money first
From
No this ain't my sport
I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure
I got these hoes on lock yea I'm sure
I let her walk by, I was too scared to talk
Women
I used to lay awake and dream
Like better things
Ain't quiet as far away as they seems
Just my ambition as a king
Yea
I know the struggle ain't
baby
Yeah
My baby
Lock me up and throw away the key
Don’t try leave me
Yeah
You gotta keep me
If needing you is a crime, guess I’m doin’ time, baby
Time
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