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died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
nothing to hold on to
Uh, boy you got to work it
Work it day by day
You got to work it day by day
You got to work it in the day,
Work it in
man, rich man's fool
Rich man, rich man never have dirty hands
Never hold a plow that's turnin' his land
Poor man holds it day by day
Did they make
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by
of the killers
It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause
of the killers
It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause
or night
All colors are dynomite
We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side
A common foe we'll fight
Yo!
or night
All colors are dynomite
We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side
A common foe we'll fight
Yo!
work it work it
Work it work it work it
Bust it up
Baby badda dan bad
Oya girl go hard
You slay all day
Bursting up
My screen guard
Girl i want you so
we saved Sali and those who believed with him by a mercy from us
And from the disgrace of that day
Indeed, your Lord, He is the All
dancing
Booty clappin' like ovations
Leave my lil man standin'
Real hoes
Get down on the flo' like David Banner
Work it right
I fit you in my planner
Twin Flame sat next to me in every class
She was on my left, Sam Wilson in Endgame
I am at my best when skills equal all my pen game
Wait
My best friend
(Kingzy on the beatieh)
I remember back
When I talk dem go run away
Man fit to work all day
If I call dem reject my calls
No food for a lazy man
If
alone find one these days
Hear them sing in the streets now
Hear the sound of marching feet now
Sifun’umsebenzi (Work for all), we need to work to be
ain't gonna do me nuttin'
Fuck a hater spend a grand at the bar
All the work that I put in
Like Skeppy said "You man are
Working your arse off
And still
work work, work
Got my suit on, getting work
No time to play, no time to play
This that 2 by 6 and 5 by 5 my nigga you came up short
Bring that, I don't
Me I dey work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
(When I chop they want to chop too)
I keep moving by the grace of God
This type of luck
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
work work work (eh)
Okay
Every night and day
Every night and day
Every night and day
Man dey work work work
Every night and day
Man dey work work work
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