Lyrics:
or shed a tear
The man who thought he had it all
A wife, two sons, a dog a house
Till his lady came home that one day
She smiled and then she said to him
or shed a tear
The man who thought he had it all
A wife, two sons, a dog a house
Till his lady came home that one day
She smiled and then she said to him
or shed a tear
The man who thought he had it all
A wife, two sons, a dog a house
Till his lady came home that one day
She smiled and then she said to him
Come take a ride with me and witness the thrill
Of an ass-whooping issued by the brothers in the khaki pants
Some think I'm too light to fight, so then
of growin
Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A.
So stop givin trouble a play
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze
At thirty-two
you live through that, that's testimony
Givin' 'em hell but how in the hell I got all these blessings on me?
Most of the girls I know addicted
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
day homie
[Chorus: x2]
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby
view
Wireless control for the PS2
Skip the bullshit, and the foolishness too
They say we Disturbin Tha Peace like Ludacris crew
You want war? I'm
Snapchat
Don't come back to class yet
Dogs at my locker cause I
Hid it in my backpack
Stand up on my own two
Stand out from yo whole crew
Different since my
but do you know who you are?
(Richard Pryor: You go down there looking for justice, that's what you
find, just us)
chorus 1: (4X)
chorus 2: (4X)
additional help, they let me know by changing their color. We also need a face 2 face conversation, preferably late in the afternoon when the day becomes
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
To the crew, so light up a brew
And this is what is meant by a god damned coup
Dj o on the cut y'all
Ah yes, k-mack's on the strings y'all
No lippin', I'm sippin', I'm tippin' my ground, gettin' first in my verse.
Who got yo' macho, shot yo' kids, creepin' up on yo' crew?
It's kinda hot,
you bluff, now look at us
Just met and already talkin' 'bout trust
All the things we did
How we planned to live
How you got rid of that kid, who use
out Yankee Stadium and the word is quickly spread
Come one come all who walk or crawl price just two lids a head
And from every town and hamlet over
that twist till she blows up and pops!â??
So they rent out Yankee Stadium and the word is quickly spread
"Come one, come all, who walk or crawl, price
Simple policy of the globe : don't think! don't protest! live our fucking rule!
Systems corrupting the world; by hunger of trading the fucking oil..
the same
I coulda been came home I know I didn't have to bang
For that I'm blaming AK because he the one who gave me stain
Jaquan or J2 I know that I will
to the Eastside better yet welcome to the two
Don't be asking who df is he shit who df is you
All he know is trap or die and all his brother know is shoot
Still
Stack it up, two years of practice in the bag
In the past i've had, complete solitude, but no more my passion
Came and blew away the sand from my
Intro:
damn bruh schools back again my nig!
what the fuck we gon do bout this shit?
i dont even know blood
school is hella fucking gay
fa real
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