Lyrics:
can let it all pass me by
Or I can get down and try
Work it all out this lifetime, lifetime
There was a time when love wasn't chosen
Now I'm just
We're damaged people
Drawn together
By subtleties that we are not aware of
Disturbed souls
Playing out forever
These games that we once thought
the fault was all mine
Couldn't take it any more
By the grace of God (there was no other way)
I picked myself back up (I knew I had to stay)
I put one
over by the bar like pimping ain't easy
Well it ain't
All them faces in that Laker paint
Casa by the lake
Make a little nigga faint
Balling is
The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine
Laughing you
over by the bar like pimping ain't easy
Well it ain't
All them faces in that Laker paint
Casa by the lake
Make a little nigga faint
Balling is
a war when there's casualties on one side, I ride
Turn it up on you nigga after Jake ride by
I click-clack, that's that, I don't flash, I mash
I wave
that I'm out of line
For speaking out for what is mine
I'd like to see you do just fine
But look at what you wear
And the way you cut your hair
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
an erection)
Go nigga, go (ain't shit to fool with)
Young black male
I try to effect by kicking the facts
And stacking much mail
I'm packing a gat 'cause
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your
a war when there's casualties on one side, I ride
Turn it up on you nigga after Jake ride by
I click-clack, that's that, I don't flash, I mash
I wave
to Hillary smellin' like dank
Presidental pardon, name one nigga out there harder than him
I'll wait
I've been in my wave like twenty years straight
I've
Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though
You freak niggas played out, get fucked
I hit my niggas off with good smoke
Out west they ridin' with me, now I'm back hard
I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard
Hated by
could flow with the tongue.
We comin' to shoot up your posse.
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods,
To get the goods.
Krayzie be thug, and (want to)
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
Number one question they asking
Fuck every question you asking
If I don't get ran out by Catholics
Here come some conservative Baptists
Claiming I'm
out the record store
As if it was a drug house
My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood
Nigga, what?
It ain't nothin' but a party when we thug
And there
(the whole soil)
Sick Wid It nigga (now) been runnin this shit
[E-40]
Look out pimp!
Oyster Perpetual, cushion cut bezel
I'm busy I ain't even had time
share this with
Why should I open up on somebody elses carelessness...
[cork pops] There goes the top, nigga, so here it is
Mama workin' all day, Daddy
ain't trippin' I'm just focused
Came back to claim what's mine I think everybody noticed
Ye I know ya'll feel, is that nigga really real?
What's
in case the cops want to strip search
think first prepare for the worst
when you do dirt
remember there's a million other niggas with the same
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