Lyrics:
black hair
But this girl was ugly
I mean her body was through
But after four drinks or more
She looked like Paula Abdul
You know what baby? You
black hair
But this girl was ugly
I mean her body was through
But after four drinks or more
She looked like Paula Abdul
You know what baby? You
the beat, baby came to get with it
I'm in cherry red Chucks, Anaheim fitted
Brim low, drive by, tell 'em Anaheim did it
Game the banger, part time
disregard my health
By best interests are high on the shelf
Life is unfair
But some have it worse
And some dive head first into a hearse
One day I'm gonna say
what you mean what you talking bout?
I was with the gang with my glock by the waffle house
Told her watch her tone when she talking, why she talking
center. The Red Fort was built by the Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan in the mid-17th century and served as the main residence of the Mughal emperors for nearly
the mount with the act, call it code red
First head I ever got was a older bitch
First nigga I ever
Ay, ay
Know a couple college niggas that den sold reg
Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
I'm down with 'Dre 3000 'cause he got my back y'all
Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G
your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only
could get him
A jury of his peers said all was forgiven
But touch one of mine, right or wrong, I'ma kill them
Fill them with the lead like they put in
of the side
Road was another fifteen-foot cliff, and at the bottom of the cliff was
Another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile was better
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
beneath the bridge
One plays the violin and sleeps inside a fridge
There was a murder in the red barn, murder in the red barn
Someone's crying in
Got mixed emotions you could tell how I talk up in my songs
Stop flashing bad off them pills
Boy you know you in the wrong
I just lost my dawg
Yea
'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
And you can call me Mr. Get 'Em Gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
’m leavin' 'em stale
Code red though, don’t get me wrong
I was misguided at the time
I feel like, shit, if a
Nigga say they want it
I want smoke with anybody
had that dude
Always had a black tool
Even when I was at school 'cause bullies aren't bulletproof
Red scarf hoodie too
Probably ain't as hood as you
head, I see red, put a five up on my jersey
I'm alive, I must be worthy, they plottin', makin' plans
They label us as rival, I hold it hand
Damn, he was
me)
And I ain't the homie (I ain't the homie)
Had to chill by my lonely (Had to chill by my own)
Had to refrain from the wrong things
You think I
weapons if a nigga try to plot on me
All I see is red, like a bull, I be raging
They left me on my dick, I got a bag, cause I was patient
Back to back, I
Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his
(fucking Red Wings, man)
Wear suit and ties and go to work every day (every day)
If I was white, I couldn't live around my way
And there probably would
I'm wrong
You'll go down on the ring
I know the song It's on everybody's tough
But they still miss
It's chocking everybody but they want this
I see
I
Discuss these was i wrong by red 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