Lyrics:
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
but you already late
Bad bitch, nice body, cute face
Win the race, I doubt if you niggas place
I ain't get this far by mistake
What you dream of, I
Prayer changes things
Now I was in a real bad abusive relationship
Knowing that, that was no way for me to live
A young girl like me, raised up in a good
The petrol station selling gas at such a high price
With that in mind, your heads in such a vexed place
What more excuse ya need to turn into a head case
believe it, gotta watch it and see
Half of my bitches richer than me
Young American me
Shit be scary to see
Beverly Hills
Ain't goin' to Terrace
a whole lot of help without you
Me and my granny both agreed
Damn you're such a G, I'll hold you down forever, B
And I, I wouldn't trade it for
more snow
Let that ho ho, let that ho know, he in love with that coco
Why these bitches don't never be learnin'
You bitches will never get what I be
[Sinead O'Connor Cover]
Margaret Thatcher on TV,
shocked by the destitute place in Beijing,
it seems strange that she should be offended,
the same
On a Friday night where I grew up there ain't a whole lot you can do
The same old faces, the same old places, ain't nothin' ever new
After
wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's
bad habits burn
Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn
You not a fan now
But I remember when you used to be fanned out
I guess that
seventeen (seventeen)
You ain't seen love, ain't seen nothing like me
She's only seventeen, seventeen, yeah
Yes, such a bad girl, loves to work me
young woman now stands in her place
The child has disappeared
Now that I'm home, do you still want me here?
I wanna be good to you
I wanna be there
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
She sits on the table in a dress made of paper
Diplomas all over the wall
One university, one school of medicine
She's overwhelmed by it all
I know my plays
She with the Aesthetics I told her let's make a DVD tape
Down bad I had to get out the cave
Doing it naturally I ain't pulling
on the path of the straight
A safe place, for the young to come outside they want to play
I let their mommas know that they ok
And when y'all pray, I'll respond
would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin money ain't shit to me,
Cause it's in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go,
ain't got shit to love
I cripple thugs, just because
You not Jada but you could, kiss the slugs
Until your place hit up
Rap niggas in the studio,
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop
I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
I don't want to be
fallin' outta trees,
No Limit niggas don't say hoes,
ain't no caps that be floatin' in the breeze...
Fiend:
Now, Now, Now P, all the time, I
straight from the underground
A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
that's the way that we do it
Ride up, hop the fuck out, watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as cold as this game, y'all be knowin' my name
A young
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
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