Lyrics:
this close to ahh, slap off a wig
You got five days left
Bitch get to work
My bread and Kyle or your face in the dirt
They gun butt Shiro, had him
how
What you wanna throw down?
Better bring your guns pal
'Cause this is the day we make 'em pay
Fuck balin' hay, I bail and spray with an AK
soldiers,
And all our ones that still runs with they guns,
In the field you know what I'm sayin?
This dedicated to ya'll man,
Hold it down,
U.S. mother
home
Now that daddy's gone
{Scarface:}
Daddy broke before I stepped in this muthafucka
And left the job to be done by my mother's
the clip
In it go in the gun
Everything is slow motion
Blood go in your lungs
Ridiculous as Icarus flyin' close to the Sun
I'm a supernova, nobody escapes my
And now the tears are falling down your mother's face
When love was still around
When love was still around
One day before all came crashing down
When
black tie
Well, it's a lie it's a lie
I swear it on my mother's life
My conscience is clear
I've got nothing to hide nothing to hide
Well, it's a lie
back down sets
Ask about me, do your background check
40th guns revolve around history
40 wolves or a unsolved mystery
Give your corner caution, I go
Mother fucker let's keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don't care about that
Cause he died by the code
you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion.
[(LAURYN)
smoking down my own pack
Back in my 20's and I got the bitches on my opp
E-Squad pulling the bitch in my own rock
It's your little ski massacre, with my own
I'm gonna lie on my back and you put your fingers down my mouth right,
No, no do it right, like augh ugh!
I'm gonna do a Jimi Hendrix,
Eugh, I'm
hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo' family straight to sleep
Ridin' with the duster by my side
I'm 'bout
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she
I'm about my issue babe
And you can tell by my name, yeah
I'm about my issue babe
Whatever stands in my way, yeah
Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da
SUCKA
You beat down my father and you raped my mother Africa
And now you want to laugh at her
I feel like pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
Snatch
Eats you alive too
I'm seeing red
I still fucking despise you
No telling what I might do.
Keeping a gun by your bedside,
Beaten in the back of the head
rria e nu se stuta mai
La certezza tengu ca ora mai nu ni lassamu chiui
They just don't know that she's mine
I'll always be there baby girl by your
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
You better get your fuckin hands out of my pockets
This mind isn't hypnotized by one of your products
Mother fucker you get me in one of your offices
gang bang bang bang
Every little mother fucker in the hood gotta gun
Where the gang signs a getcha flat lined better run
Drug dealing addicts head
and celluloid star
And my message to the people
Is don't tie me to your steeple
Don't put me in the stocks in your market square
Hey, hey you nameless
to the backroom, about to jack
Cold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the back
I said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!"
There was the biggest titties that
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