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there they live in Hollywood Last Time I checked Long Beach was the hood Last time I checked ColliPark was the hood Last time I checked Compton was
Once upon a time not long ago When I was a playboy called romeo I met a girl she rocked my world I swore I do whatever to get to her I'd go
diesease or gang wars before guns there was swords and they was killing eachother aint much changed to this day we still killing each other killing our
behavin' like they ought ta good There lived a lil' boy who was misled By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said "Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
behavin' like they ought ta good There lived a lil' boy who was misled By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said "Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
living good n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
youngin tryna live on some Sunday shit And time fly fast it was monday quick And paulie bout to get back On his gunplay shit And show em how it's done so He
why mi love see guy die Is it di reason why mi wear diamond And sleep pon a bed name divan And Guns n Roses a my band Bwoy come a flip like phone, you
your heart without a gun, fuckin' you was hella fun She fuck me like she love me, but I know she in the moment N****s out here beatin' bitches, fans are
loaded guns All because no daddy's at home, to raise they son's Man Up! or Glove Up, or Catch some more re-runs And here we go again, bomb'n over seas
a one night stand (crazy) You thought he was feelin' you Keyshia, naw he was drunk (he wasn't) He fucked you a couple times and stopped pickin' up
boy" Kidnapping charges, walk up in there with John Gotti's lawyer I'm tiptoe'n out the court, hope you don't speak to me Just respect a nigga name
boy" Kidnapping charges, walk up in there with John Gotti's lawyer I'm tiptoe'n out the court, hope you don't speak to me Just respect a nigga name
was all the things that my friends said He sure had me convinced I was the only thing worth saving By a knight in shining armor with guns a blazin' Two
out, like a gorilla When I was tore, I figure my, out the house of mirrors I show up to a recording session, with no facial expression I'm just there
they ought ta good, There lived a lil' boy who was misled, By another little boy and this is what he said: "Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
ships To bein' chased by NYC cops out the precincts And words was bricks. We buildin' projects pyramids, evil kids Pot-g's destroy like London Bridge
Knock knock, open up I come up here coz down there fuckin' sucks More time people trynna' shut me up N I've had enough of gettin' vexed N lookin' up
favourite chair While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate With loneliness
Nuff weed Nuff Gyurl Nuff gun New money Spend it like it cyan done Nuff weed Nuff Gyurl Nuff gun New cyar big body park up Gyurl want six from time
fucking wrote gets stuck like thorns in Guns N' Roses I'm like Armstrong, bitch I'm dope and (Doping) I don't think you fucking noticed My Chalice cup is
First, there was the collapse of civilization Anarchy, genocide, starvation Then, when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up We got
First there was the collapse of civilization Anarchy, genocide, starvation Then when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up We got
been lookin Im all on my own in a field growing roses, with guns on the pathway These pills get me half way Im way too high But im feeling fine She was
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