Lyrics:
window shopping
If he still breathing, TTG and 40, spin the block
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is seven pounds of pressure for it
fingers
Pockets gettin' fatter (uh)
Nigga, we gettin' greater
I'm the son of a saint (mm)
Still considered a sinner (ha)
Three rings on his finger
the whiskey's still gonna talk the same
By three drinks in, they're gonna know her name
You can hang around a brand-new crowd
To kill some time, yeah, you can
devil ...
Never will we settle
Surrounded by lames
Pedal to the medal
Still gunning for the fame
Don't know my name
Just a rookie in the game
For some
takes up the pounding of the enemy forward positions…
War Correspondent 3:
And as the shells screamed down and the walls collapsed in gray powder around
want
Two by two
If a slim gyal me get two inna me room
Me get
Three by three
Every gyal waan put dem body pon me
Four by four
Me run di pum like me never
Hop
From where you'd least expect it
Arrested Development lead by Speech
Emerged from the cloud of dirt
On a Georgia dust track
With some southern fried
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
praying for you
Hoping that you're still around
Need you here to hold me down
It's 3am and I'm still thinking of you
Up all night and I'm still praying for
Every fucking day (3) , everyday niggas
Look around niggas (3)
What you gon' to do 'bout it nigga? (3)
What you gotta say 'bout it nigga? (3)
That's
Come come to me (To me)
Come come to me we still young (To me)
I still waiting but not for long (Not for long)
Should I move on or make more songs
the game you better ask somebody
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I drop this funk which is bumped by the streets
I been around the hood three
three cars on highways
A lot of times in people's hen houses, I been hit and run down
Run over and walked on knocked around, I'm just sittin' here
Now
yah make yah dizzy When the sun come out
Lemme 3sixty my vision
Ray Bands on I can still see (the vision) division
Between me and the rest of these
the time
Yeah I got me wai
Wu pa try
Pa pa 3ba fa wo mon
E go take you by surprises
You got chap say
I never know say this be how you dey
I never ones
problems, you gon' touch it now (Me)
Even when I'm trippin, you gon' still be around
Yeah, still be around
Even when I'm trippin', you gon' still be around
sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
Party by
working in and around slaughterhouse compounds…
What they found was abhorrent,
V22B Woman 1 sights and smells
V22 C Woman 3 a disgusting torrent.
these streets
So please pay attention when you're coming around
'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?
I'm still back for the first damn
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I bend a co'ner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms
I hope
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I bend a co'ner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms
I hope
You fuck around get smoked
You fuck around, you fuck around
You fuck around get smoked, nigga
You fuck around get smoked
Uh, niggas know
niggas ain't do shit
It's 3am up in the morning, god damn, I want some head
By 3.05am I be like, god damn, I want some bread
Damn, it's another hoe out
diamonds
Y'all lil' niggas poppin', that's chump change
Got an FN and a Draco
But I still fucked around and hit 'em with the lil' pump, mane
I Saint
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