Lyrics:
Know we walk by shootin' jam 2
If a dem alone, nobody nuh dead
If a we alone, everyday another marrow spread
Mr laing and bigga ford cyaa
Save yuh big
on sight
Dead on sight, yet another night you couldn't make it quite on time
Lose your car, you'll be walking right on by
Always worth it to stay out past
on 'em
I did this here by myself I ain't need no big homie
Won't make a move without my gun, I keep that stick on me (bang)
My life's so filled with
flicks in it
But I'm not a pornstar, I hit the OnStar
I'm tryna find me some wet
Pussy and a long jaw
Fantastic, I'ma damn bastard
21 guns like I'ma damn
wanna ball, but can't on the west coast
Dre day's been dead a long time ago
Respect the inc/row/rap-a-lot collabo'
Just know that you nigga ain't save
higher than three
So I guess it's time for a sing-a-long
Bang! Bang!
I'll shoot you with my gun
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I'll shoot you with my treasure gun
So bob ya head now, if you stuck in the slums
A put ya head down, when ya running from guns
They want ya dead now, buried under the sun
You put your
It's easy
And the world keeps spinning long after you're gone.
I got time to get high I got time to get by.
It's easy
I got time for mistakes I got
of what people of this town went through at that time.
The year of 1944 saw Forlì ravaged by the bombardments of both Allies and Germans and subject
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
subs
I moved to LA just to move all the drugs
So if you want shop, I got what you want
I got the drugs, the bullets, the guns
Gun got a kiccbacc,
dead
Bill has been gone for a long time
But old timers still can recall
The day the old ranger stood up to the test
And proved he was best of them all
that
Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me
I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free
Send me some lovin', tell me no lies
Throw the gun
Of us so don't expect
The end of the world to come
One day out of the
Blue – it's been happening every
Day for a long time
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
test tube baby}
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I cut off all
hurt
Some die by the knife
Some die by the gun
Some die by their word
Death by the tip of their tongue
Responsible for their own hurt
La di da di
Don't
long before you dead
When you wired up it ain't no smilin'
See all of them wildin', and these niggas is violent
Little do you know your time could
Come on, let's get the hell outta this joint
Frankie, when they get here we're gonna be dead
I know we are, we don't have a gun (Listen, we got three
down like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def'
Kids is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we
like that
Who want them test rocket launcher, yes
Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most def
Cats is dead wrong, song's too long
Get swung on, can't we all
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