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Rock out like the Guns N' Roses
Pop out like the sun where its frozen
Rock out no guitar, wipe ya noses

I got a bitch that play her role
Bad like

Yea that's 87 Cutlass
On them dubs n****
I love weed I love money iIlove guns n****
I love wemon that aint b******
They addictin
They like drugs

Only a Rose from My Mother's Grave

Hank Snow

The Yodelling Ranger (1936-1947)

1994

and knew

Only a rose from my mother's grave
Kissed by dew from heaven up above
Over her form it used to wave
In its tenderness and love

Only a rose, but

Smoking Gun

Jadakiss

The Last Kiss

2009

a smoking gun

Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough

out
It's just a G-U-N love

Don't, don't hurt me again
Don't, don't, don't, hurt me again
(it's the G-U-N love)
Don't don't hurt me again
(Told me chill

gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two times
Oh, three times
Oh, four times
And I never got the chance to apologize!

So baby girl, these are the roses
I picked them

a smoking gun

Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough

Check it out
I used to love her
For what it's worth I still do
From crew to crew
Men subdue, land renew
In valley of death, taking steps, the winds

have any brains
I love me a girl, her name Mary Jane

Roses are red
Presidents dead
Every bitch here wanna be in my bed 
I can’t even blame em
Sorry

'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl

and dangerous trapped in my thoughts and i'm hoping you notice
Telling me tales bout her ways n changes, all that shits cap and i know that shits bogus
Dodging

up
Beating my opps and I did yeah I done it up
Telling my momma her son is up
You wouldn't talk when that gun is up
Even my odds and the case I was

Yes, I love her like no other
Shout out to my brother, we rose up out that gutter
And shout out to my sister, I miss you, you know I love you
Shout

colors
create art together Oh Ooh she dont wanna do it less
we do it all night neva blue it would hurt my love
dont it look gangsta tuxedo all black n her

Kicking in doors, f*** with my conscience
All of my dawgs yeah they real
Cannot fake 'em
Used to buy guns off the street
Now I make 'em
I trick a n**** just

chrome
Bang have your life line sounding
Like a Dial tone you got a girl? Leave her
2000 I'm tucking that
I have no problem spraying the can
I love the Axe

They say you practice what you preach
 Ain’t no lackin then 
My Brodies strapped up and they masked up love my savages
 I used to sleep but when I’m woke

can't forget times
I know it's just a phase, it'll pass by
I know I'll be okay if I can't find
Love, when it (I) love when it don't hurt
Try not to think

I bought her a rose but ain't no Rosè
I love you tequila but I ain't talkin' bout no Josè
We been on the phone like all day
Take a trip yeah I'm gone

just said
Pink roses on the bed
Warm feelings present instead
Love what's going on in my head
The feelings not dead and her lips cherry red
It's

loadin' a K
It's hard to show love when these fake niggas hate
But it's part of the game, she be screamin' my name
When I'm pullin' her lace, and if it's

Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes

remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix

[Verse 23: Ja Rule]
n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York
The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up
Hands down, can't

About to blow up, no coming down
Filling my cup, sip and I'm out

Sip for the clout
Dip? Yeah, I'm out
Bib on her chin
Dick in her mouth
She wanna love me