Lyrics:
to running[00:11.98]Shot in his shit like the 808 thumping[00:13.57]Your bitch on my dick and she know how I'm comin[00:15.17]I hit from the back and this shit get
doing great[01:17.45]Have faith, yuh[01:18.75]Have faith, yuh[01:19.98]Don't be fake[01:22.48]You got time but its always game time , game
about it[01:39.23]You got a whole lot of bitches that think they don't stink[01:40.98]When it get close to Christmas she stay with the krank[01:42.82]Got
lost it[00:54.98]I know my future costs a profit[00:57.53]Do you see why I'm so cautious?[00:59.81]She thinks I lie when I'm honest[01:02.21]This is why
the game[00:38.25]It's so hard when you know that a fan art[00:41.98]Turned into your new standard, who's to blame?[00:47.97]Found out love's an illusion[00:52.54]Whatever
Guild[00:12.18]Let's get it Lou[00:15.86]Uh-huh[00:21.98]You been on my mind even when I'm fuckin' these other bitches[00:24.86]Hard to take it
sharks since 98'
Breaking bread I can't relate
Where were you the other day
Stomachs starving no debate
Call me back
That lil shordie got her knees tucked
got excited how[00:15.87]Rude can I be[00:16.98]No don't leave I get so nervous[00:18.43]When I talk to girls as pretty as she[00:20.47]And when I'm
and now you fuckin' on the bros[00:34.29]Halloween shit, I swear it got real spooky, though[00:36.98]I see through your disguise, you tried to use me,
way[00:33.30]Throw it back like it's Thursday[00:35.76]I can't hide my emotions[00:37.98]Hoping you ain't thinking that I'm thirsty[00:39.76]If you let me hit now you
way to bust a knock in Sobrante
Comin' from the lake, skatin' on I-8
80 doin' 80, exit off of 98th
Speakin' of 98, that's when I finished high school
excuses
Never mind all the railing, they'll all get their own
Shot down and plundered, shipped out and sold
For all the marks, all the nicks by all
But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket
What you
The count is hundred 98...before the setting sun,
They searched the yard all through the night until the morning bell,
No more delays are countenanced by
of Nick's wit' my sack for the whole day
Drive-by's, that was road rage
Then we park and hop out
Learn levels to this whole thang
Old school, play
make the crowd move
What can you say
I talk that shit cause it sound good
Bitch I got paid
Think I'm the shit like some bowel move
No nick cannon but I
I like to roll up a jay I just feel like it might help
I ain’t ever like to match I like to smoke by myself
You could just tell that it’s gas, you
and cookies, by the fire so nice
Old St. Nick down the chimney tonight
my weathered hands
I almost lost myself when I looked around
There was nobody else
[Chorus:]
In the nick of time
You opened up my mind
And suddenly I
wciskam stop
Póki rap to nie pop myślę jak w 98
Robię to moje flow niesie myśli na osie
Kiedy każdy by zarobić swoje tu ci wciska kit
Dasz się robić czy
that he would write
So he sat down at her table
And they talked about the weather
98.6 and rising down by Boulder Dam that night
Chorus
Now he's traded
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
to you.
He's, he's from um, the Czech Republic.
And I wanted to read you this quick letter by the cat because he's just amazing. And he wrote one
a land by the sand, grab the money
Plastic the life, end of the century
People actin' fake can't see the omens
Wake up yourself â??cause change is
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