Lyrics:
needed a ventilator has been turned down. It's pretty amazing. Nobody. The swab, sir, that's easy. We have them coming by the tens of millions. We have
type
Girl I'm real out in the field, I don't need no hype
Mix them pills with the liquor, said she prolly might
It's gone be alright, said it's gone be
from out of bounds
West Coast, they mail it out by the pounds (the biggest)
Kent Jones, my nigga, gon' get his crown (gon' get this crown)
Big Combs,
but, there's got to be more
You'd better find a way out, hey kick down that door
It's a rat trap and you've been caught
In this town Billy says
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little
rappers these labels invest
Ran up my own paper, broke it out major
Put food on my own table, I’m trapping by nature
Came off the block I’m never gone
that we'd been in
You would understand why I don't wanna talk about my life
In every song I've ever written
I really wanna help
But it's out of my
lose, lose, that's not our forte
Be careful of the ones who you call your friends
They gon' tell you shit, straight up you gon' work on it
You should keep
Aye
Work nine to five but you lit by night
When you all alone in the crib all night
Pick up the phone you can hit my line
Pick up the phone you can
life to work for my money
Turn around and put it into beats for the honeys
So what the fuck you sayin' I ain't drip steez?
All I wanna be is a wannabe
Baby come round and remember how it started up
'Cause no one wants to be a one hit wonder
Why can't we work it out? Who called who? I before you?
Yo Fiend, what up man? (Yo, yo)
You rollin' with these Legit Ballaz right? (Whomp)
Alright, well check it out
Won't you tell these motherfuckers
with the chitter chatter
Like a quick bladder getting pissed
It don't really matter
Don't be gettin flattered
Like the class out
Get dismissed
Now I
I bet my girlfriend wheels to your deal
Fucker what’s really good, man?
I put my chain next to ya house
And I bet I leave out wit ya spouse
It’s that
distracted by screams
Everybody get your hand off my jeans
Everybody look at you strange
Say you changed
Uhh! Like you work that hard to stay the same
Uhh!
to get up into and we found it
If you had a problem with a nigga we was down with
We rolled by your set and shot your whole click down, bitch
Niggas
backed her up and he left it
But to him this is worse than death
Disrespected
So now she doesn't work
But she runs domestics
Then one day at Tescos who
(King of the whole galaxy)
(It's only one, one of one)
(When I'm gone, there's none to none)
Double R the Wraith (skrrt-skrrt)
Peekin' out
I Remember them days
Long ass nights
Had to be at work
But up all night
Worried bought life
Trynna get it right
Shit payed off
But it don't feel
love
(Man it's all love)
It's all love
(Man it's all love)
It's all love
I love my sister she a rider til the fucking end
And I'ma stick this out beside
the sword,
Then you die by it too,
But you gotta make a decision,
My nxgga,
Which side do you choose?
But which ever the way,
It’s better you stay,
‘Cos
when you hug me
Took me to school the very first day
Gave me a piece of butterscotch / sent me on my way
I know it's frightening
I could tell by the pain
isn't my day
Y'all can dub and hurt me
But I'm fueled by God's tender love and mercy
Devil tryna work me
But I pop up in the scene, chocolate car,
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
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