Lyrics:
its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit'
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
shit for da birds
Working on my feet something like a nurse
Had to grab some cheap that's what they preferred
I can't tell u shit I barely talk bout what
y'all
That's what it is, that's what it is
I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the mess hall
And get your grub while I'm rhymin' on your dub
Gettin'
tense
They fucked me good, but broke me for my last cents
I was a lemon treatin' tramps like women
Never understood the reason why I couldn't go in em
chose I
I ain't gonna lie
What I look like turnin' down chocha
Drove by, smokin' lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side
Never a pretty boy, always a beautiful mind like Russell Crowe
Now you in places no cabs'll take you, only the bus'll go
I would love for you and your
everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you gotta
a old dog new tricks (new tricks)
But I could teach a old bitch how to suck dick (woah)
Now can't nobody do it better (do it better, woo)
Tell me what
keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin'? (What are you provin')
You've got the dream but not the drive
If you go for your diploma, you
Made it into the pantry down there
I finally discovered what I was looking for
I groped my way past the peas, and
I groped my way past the asparagus
I once knew a girl by the name of Monique
She was my childhood sweetheart every day of the week
Whether PS46, or 151
After school I'd go to her
I could teach ya, but I would have to charge
I be running to them funds
Beat a bitch up just for fun
And if Ale by my side then it ain't no one on one
Pederson, A man who went for it on fourth and down
Went for it on fourth and down, in the Superbowl, with the trick play
He wasn't playin, just to go mediocre
the fun was over when we got to high school
Cause it was time for gettin girlies, so we had to be cool
We had a lotta girlies, and our friends were
the fun was over when we got to high school
Cause it was time for gettin girlies, so we had to be cool
We had a lotta girlies, and our friends were
Got it for the Low
What you need, these or those?
You know where to go
Go, go get me some dough
I can't ever go broke
Fool hit me for a zip
Get your
keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin'? (What are you provin')
You've got the dream but not the drive
If you go for your diploma, you
on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas
I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas
I'm bumpin' Slaughter Gang, 21, back when I was 21
Drive-bys
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
straight to the league
Get that shit by any means
Set my intentions ain't resting until I go get what I need
Come follow the lead
It ain't no switching I
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
It's KK what I'm smoking nigga
And I done popped so many bottles think I'm through with it
Been smoking so much weed in public own a school with
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