Lyrics:
the driver
Boy...Jungle
DJ BUMBO BROWN
You think that bad
Mek I tell you what the brute
Do to me youth
Well I was walking with my son
Who was just
Nigga Eater"
What could they do to me and lil' brat?
Shit, them niggas that shot me is still terrified I'll get they ass
How can I show you how I feel
'd regret
The special love I have for you
My baby blue
All those days became so long
Did you really think I'd do you wrong?
Dixie, when I let you go
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
down the street
Now you know what I've been going through
Found myself all alone
Ain't no fun on your own
Living like a rolling stone
I was like
going in the can
You look like the bank robber man
Just tell me what's going on ?
Can you tell me what I did wrong ?
Does busting me make you feel
where did I go wrong?
My life's a bargain basement, all the good shit's gone
Just can't hold a job, where do I belong?
Been sleeping in my car, my
Everything we did, how we live
All this smoke got a scent
All that smoke kept a scent
Everything I spoke, what I meant
Never disguise my intent
Lines
down the street
Now you know what I've been going through
Found myself all alone
Ain't no fun on your own
Living like a rolling stone
I was like
a steady hand
Intentions clouded on you
Ayy, all that talent can't buy no heart
Can be loyal by a fault
Never let my dogs
Do somethin' I wouldn't do
get out of line then nigga get clapped
I got an arsenal, an infantry, I'm built for this mentally
That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend
know
What do I know
I'm confused by things that you do
What do I know
What do I know
I can't stop thinking about you
What did you change for
I'm so blue, I don't know what to do,
All day through, I seem to say to you,
I did wrong when I let you go away,
'Cause now I dream about you
Please don't make it wrong, just stay for the night
All I want to do is make love to you
Say you will you want me too
All I want to do is make love
I'm so blue, I don't know what to do,
All day through, I seem to say to you,
I did wrong when I let you go away,
'Cause now I dream about you
changing?
Am I getting it wrong?
Is the whole thing going backwards?
Are they playing our song?
Where were you when it started?
Do you want it for free?
What
all sorts of things
Having sex with each other
Informing people on what was wrong with them and their life
Playing games with young children at home
Here we are, so where do we go from here?
Should've known what I said
Would've brought us to the end of a dead end street
I know those eyes, I
Picture that, a jungle brother
Read this, read that, answer question three
But when I got to three, it had nothin' to do with me
Somethin' was wrong, and I
the president's been shot
And he may be dead or dying
Talking stopped, someone shouted, what
I ran out to the street
People were gathered everywhere saying
like a melody in my head
In the bed of my truck
By the light of the midnight moon
Baby, I see you
Don't know what you did, but you done it good
You
It started off with me being arrested
In Paris what's wrong? Why do
You have a dirty look on your
Face? Should I go on?
Doctor: Yes, go ahead please
to hate guns, now a nigga own two (C'MON!)
Twin glocks for cops and use I promise to
I ain't goin out like Amadou, you know what I'ma do (AIGHT?)
So
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
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