Lyrics:
gleaming
As he reached the final scene
Well, at least mine did
Here's lookin' at you, kid
It's a mad mission
Under difficult conditions
not everybody
and I know that I can bring ya
If you can't take the heat, get your ass out the kitchen
We on a mission, so come on
Come along and ride
and I know that I can bring ya
If you can't take the heat, get your ass out the kitchen
We on a mission, so come on
Come along and ride
when you cause a cozy conditionin'
Which we create, 'cause that's our mission
So listen close to what we say
Because this types of shit happens
the candlelight
Pick up my hommies at the gentleman club after that hit
Club and Reminisce about the High School Days
Man I sucked as a quarterback remember
to the city to the valley to the bay
Niggas on the mission for the cabbage every day
Cutthroats, gunsmoke, dope and hoes
What controls niggas souls
Picture me rollin' in that bmdub
Headed to the club
Fresh out the Tyson fight
Beamer all rimmed up
Shinin' with the big homie five car caravan
the kitchen
We on a mission
Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide, slide, slippity-slide
I'm hittin' switches on the block in a '65
Come along
Tray Deee]
Out the muthafuckin' depths in New York, its P
You couldn't get close enough to even touch the kid
If you did,you wouldn't get far enough
on the California side
They stood on a mountain and they looked to the west
And it looked like the promised land
That bright green valley with a river running
And your rope is a-slidin' 'cause your hands are a-drippin'
And your sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditionin'
Which we create, 'cause that's our mission
So listen close
(go)
Hurdle my opponents, run through problems
Unstoppable, I jump over obstacles
Stop my grind like stop sunshine, so improbable
Probable mission
Boys and Girls club kid ain't nothing wrong with me
I got love for the club and love for my city
Thanks to Cindy ya you know I stay winning
If you
on the California side.
They stood on a mountain and they looked to the west,
And it looked like the promised land.
That bright green valley with a river running
to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditionin'
Which we create, 'cause that's our mission
So listen close
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
now he sittin in a cell droppin quarters, nickels & dimes
Once your dawg gone, then tha cat gonna play
I seen lil momma in tha club shakin that ass
The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya
When it hits it reacts like a airbag to ya
Some flip to it small kids might skip to it
And jail cats
live this shit
'Cause it's the real shit, shit to make 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit
Have you wildin' out when you bump this
Drugs
transmissions
She looking sweet like that house party kool-aid
On stage stripper dance off kid and play
Welcome to the strip club
Yeah, turn up
Welcome
whole run down
So I continue my mission
Its gettin dark so now Im watchin for them damn Injuns
They like to catch ya
Then they rob and split
I be
R-E-P-R-E-S-E-N-T-I-N-G
You're frontin', boy, come against me
You're crazy soft while I come off with credibility
You're living in a fantasy world, kid, you're killing
As I proceed to go dig through an old crib
Hold kids as I blunder through a pharaoh house
Thug Bones in guild did the parrow piss
But arrow heads
Discuss these Mission Valley Kids Club Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In