Lyrics:
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
Everybody tryna scheme
We hit bottom know we running
We gon' stick him out his green
They conniving and profiling
Stay concealed by any means
Gotta watch who
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought
Young nothing can hold me
Man was I dead wrong
Man so dead wrong
Nailed me under the jail
Weather the storm
Was a hella storm
Got that music for the soul
SING)
Grey-bearded baby, cross dressing eye-tossing Coyote
Seeing opportunities in accidents
Named by rock and roll, maimed by rock and roll
hit by hit and blow by blow
b-b-b-b-b-baby, you come knockin' on my door
b-b-b-b-b-baby, you just gotta have some more
sex, drugs, rock'n'roll
name
Yeah
See I've been livin' like the mothafuckin' Baby, you know, huh
Real niggas will recognize this one
Woo
First you get the money, then
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go
You were there for me when I needed you when my
about your family
Don't forget why niggas workin you ain't perfect like your daddy
I be clocked in at two spots, slap the bread like Chris Rock
Bae don't
Yeah
Young nigga I had came from the bottom of the barrel
Get my people out the hood make sure that they're taken care of
I ain't never ever doing
Ruth Chris dinner, ask the waiter
"Can I start with water?"
Let us catch you on the East
We gon' leave that car on Chalmers
Swing sticks like we golfing
to the mac
Then I went and copped a bat
'Member started with the 'lac
Back then remember that?
We was getting chased by the rock
He caught his own? down
dude don't got no brains anyhow! Shit
I got my bell bottoms on with my cherry incense
My tailor-made slacks with the dick print
My afro pick with
find a mattress so we can start jerkin on it, movin' on it,
Baby cause tonight's the night
For you to rock up on the mic cause I rocks the mic (right)
to keep you warm, Chaka.
I'll make you more than just a physical spell.
I wanna rock you, Chaka baby, 'cause my name is Mellie Mel."
Say what, y'all.
Say
Young Savage get a pussy nigga whacked nigga
Where your ass was at when I ain't had scraps nigga?
Now you want Louis V and red bottoms, stop it ho
I
love too hard, tell each other to stop
I love you, momma, I love you, pop
I don't throw no rocks and hide
These young bulls round me a slide
Me and kdoe
every line
So baby, if you give it to me, I'ma give it to you
Break Your Neck and press rewind, I'm
Really missing them Nate Dogg hooks (yeah)
Really
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go
You were there for me when I needed you when my
walking with my knees trembling is
the true state of all things.
The true state of all things is a waterfall
with no bottom crashing end
and no ledge
Chris cause you know he made the beat
Fell in love with all these drugs momma ain't saving me
If I die young then it's hater rest in piece
Oh you want
aimin' at yo wig (GLTTT)
On the Nawf, we some Blocc Babies we gon make it flip
I been living at the bottom, but it's time for me to win ay
Lost in the cut,
of hell that we be livin
So when the devil got they tongue
I be speakin for them yung boys
It’s a young boy's world out here
I said I'm out here baby I
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