Lyrics:
a D-Block near you
Welcome to D-Block, the mighty mighty D-Block
The place in New York City where Diddy won't even walk
Its D-Block, the part of Yonkers
a D-Block near you
Welcome to D-Block, the mighty mighty D-Block
The place in New York City where Diddy won't even walk
Its D-Block, the part of Yonkers
the money 'fore I play (pesos)
Getcha money, 'fore you play, ya heard me?
Part of this No Limit soldier campaign
Be all you can be
I say ooh nah nae
even see him (huh?)
Bad bitch look like Kim (haha), house look like a museum (wow)
Rolex with the diamonds in it (brr), damn near cost a M (ooh)
Don't wait 'fore we lose it all (My missin' part, baby, finish what you started)
It's never too late (Never)
Don't wait 'fore we lose it all (And any
não fores tu
A quem vou beijar, se não fores tu
Com quem vou dançar, se não fores tu
Não quero ninguém, se não fores tu
Eu vou amar mais quem
Eu vou
lose it all
My missin' part, baby, finish what you started
It's never too late
Don't wait 'fore we lose it all
And any chance to be, don't take that away
Don't wait 'fore we lose it all (My missin' part, baby, finish what you started)
It's never too late (Never)
Don't wait 'fore we lose it all (And any
Bein' damn near twenty and leavin' Los Angeles for the first time
I got out my bubble, my eyes, just wide
My passport is the most valuable
Master
with peking duck or some chicken chow mein 'fore we getting out on stage
lets do a quick about face and get down with a plate
i gotta energize my body
as you pull your weight, as you do your part
Things are gonna be good
You know, don't let them fail you
Hold me closer, don't let me go
Hold me
I'll be here all day, here me say
Don dada, big papa, fore father
Tell me who hotter, fo' I stutter
Don dada, big papa, fore father
Tell me who hotter,
fukka run run
Run fore I pull my gun
Run motha fukka run run
Run fore I pull my gun
Run motha fukka run run
Run fore I pull my gun
Run motha fukka run
damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
'Member when I was broke
Runnin' 'round hungry, no coat
my corner where I'll never let you near it
And I know that you are watching me straight down from all the stars
My heart broke to pieces now I'm
a wood chuck chuck
On some role play shit she could play that beaver
But the shit gets old after like five years
Wanna switch gears fore the end nears
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
gon' be my part
'Cause true beauty is a true sadness
Now you could feel my madness
I wanna be a human
'Fore I do some art
It's a cruel world
But
the stars
And we'll play tag on planet Mars
I'm tortured every second I stay here
And I'm about to blow so don't come near
I can't stay here
I'd rather see
flowers for a real nigga 'fore it's too late
Bring flowers for a real nigga 'fore it's too late
Flowers to a real nigga 'fore it's too late
Bring something
the sound of your career in my hood
I hope you niggas got your ringside seats
'Cause it's whoop ass season
Coming to a hood near you
Everybody know
They say signs of the end is near
I just started
They say signs of the end is near
I'm not going
They say signs of the end is near
I'll be back
They
I got a heart
For loving people that I ain't never cared, never cared about God
Fore you judge me, know I don't care, cause I just play my part
Cause
you sniff is more healthy
Delusions of prestige is not where the health be
B, you need to get it together
But nah, here comes you, part Frank Drebin,
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