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Ward), Grey59 five and O in the fourth (7th Ward) Rolled a blunt so big (7th Ward) you'll have to light it with a torch (7th Ward) Whip look like it
name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream Wait awhile, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me So come to me, run to me, come to me now
do Hidden behind their doors: Katherine Ward, embroiderer, 27: “Look at him, his eyes don’t blink...” Cedric Ward, her son, 6: “Funny his pyjamas,
have this Intellectual capacity that I Possess i'm sick of old and senile people Running for president we need to have a Young 37 year old in the White
and that Iberville (Fourth Ward) Downtown into Desire, I know some real killers (Ninth Ward) Florida too, rest in peace Murk, that was a real nigga (yeah)
Maybe I'm gettin' too stoned Calacatta marble for my tombstone Here lies a nigga that never lied in his new song Or any of his old songs They sing
for my tombstone Here lies a, that never lied in his new song Or any of his old songs They sing them like folk songs Kumbaya, boom-ba-ye Know
Christmas eve and the Fourth of July. We wouldn't want to miss out on the fireworks, would we? When I was a kid, we used to get the Christmas catalog from
the troops get mean We got fourth ward, sixth ward, seventh ward, eighth ward Claiborne, Rampart, Orleans, Saint-Bernard Iberville, French Quarter, Canal
the troops get mean We got fourth ward, sixth ward, seventh ward, eighth ward Claiborne, Rampart, Orleans, Saint-Bernard Iberville, French Quarter, Canal
heard Next night we did a show, in New Orleans Same gangstas same old scene Yellin' at seventh at ninth ward I see my homies from the third
a game[01:08.43]Oooh[01:08.94]Time for the next step[01:09.80]The internet debate what a thrill[01:11.10]"Hmm well what really kills people?"[01:12.81]Good old reliable[01:13.64]I
There’s a pile of possums in the fireplace Maybe I’m going blind They’re playing dead like firewood There’s a fire burning in the Old Fourth Ward
fuck him nigga Fourth, I did it, done it They sayin' that's the old money Fuck nigga, been talkin' shit but I been The nigga with money so Brand niggas
to just play ball, But as time when by, my ball partners they started to fall, But I was taught by the G from that old school, As I got older, the old
the briefcase Make that money drop Make that money drop JT on my suit and tie No mediocre shout out Iggy, TI If you ain't crew Mind your own damn BI Fourth ward
niggas are getting the boards While I'm in the paint and I'm running the floor I'm tying this shit in a cord Then throwing you niggas in Wards They told me
dreams can take you very far In Atlanta I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V I'm talkin' down by the Lawton,
this, she want that, she a brat Baby that's cool, I'm game in the meantime Full time job but I got a lil free time Old Fourth Ward, man I'm good
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