Lyrics:
I put my life on the line
I roll them dice and I'm fine
'Cause all I ever dreamt about was makin' it
They ain't giving it, I'm taking it
I'm
niggas would cut they wrist
In a motherfuckin' candy 4, beat that ass with the switch
Then blast on the bitch who was all in my shit
It's that nigga Ren
one will care to read it
A world fast approaching
I would inhale all the drugs and never wake up
I guess that's my fight, it's why I'm here on this
Yo, Yo... what was i....?
Ladies pukin' when they see me, 9 out of 10 women
But the one freak who about it, I put my thing in 'em
X 3
Ladies puking
My weens gone small I'm wondering why I
Got outta bed at all
The morning wood hurts my wiener
And I can't pee at all even if I could it'll be yellow
plus it smoke speci
Three thousand full pound of some Dro Pesci
Y'all niggas only talkers
I'll let my homies spark ya
We in the spurs, that's faster
plan
It's finished. Praise to You
III The Questioning/Visitation
We thought he was the One
To save all Israel
He said he would return
It seems his
will die it by the
Time you read this line - I'll be
Gone we're gonna have a splendid time as I sing the songs we'll never
Write we gonna have a splendid
of The five? I asked for all five
There are reports that we're Having a problem with the fifth Man
Problems
Yeah, it seems as if he doesn't Want to cooperate
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
there
Just another secret
Where it's just like all the guys
That you told me you ain't sleep with
Now, tell me about it
Did it feel good? Was the sex
a dollar or two, shoot
It's not simple, it's complex, Galatians 3, read it in context and you'll
Get the gist of it, we exist to fit grace inside the law,
Galatians 3, read it in context and you'll
Get the gist of it, we exist to fit grace inside the law, right smack in the
Midst of it, but when a crisis is
upbringing to imagine
When her momma married to a man of evil actions
I don't wanna speak on the atrocities and crimes
You can read about it, eighty-nine LA
clothes are bought and people meet
Each city has a place that's quite the same
Even though it might go by a different name
Delancey Street
Delancey
a message it get read
She don't hear what I done said
Ah
She don't care about my bread
In this time as long as we are getting fed
Yeah I'm working my
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
though?
By any means, get the money
We don't want the fame
Y'all think it's something sweet till it
Leaves you numb the same
Try to name a rapper more
heard
Does it burn? Gettin' Flamed, by the three headed goat?
Me, Myself & I - the only competition that i know.
This ain't the Finishline
But if the shoe
It's hard tryna live cuz I'm dying to shine
My life is divine man it's all by design
So inconsiderate all about mine
Think I'm illiterate ain't read
explosions of nuclear bombs down in the Oakland
That's why all those crackheads are smokin'
It's remote-controlled emotions triggered by cops with laptops
do it if ya Kaep
If you think this about disrespect to the flag, not a fact
That's like saying Rosa Parks was protesting bus transportation by not
It's cheated, cheated
Win a greenhouse to warm your sex life
Cheated, cheated
Read about the victims crying all night
Cheated, cheated
Change
a player house
Roll thirty fatties, then I let 'em all air out
Come over here
Coming
What is it?
That car, look
What about it? Never seen it before
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