Lyrics:
a female, like bap
In fact, I'll have the crowd smackin' you themselves
Where's D12? I don't feel like doin' this by myself, so come on
So what the deal,
they gon' die on my name)
Strapped with that thirty, that boy was dirty (Dirty)
(What I did?), yeah, that boy was 30
No, that wasn't curvin' (No
first time in jail nigga gone need some friends
By the way youngster what's your name
You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
b****
Uh, man I ain't never need no b****
Tell her take everything, don't leave your s***
Then I sent to her by her mama told her I'll holla
Tryin'
I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic
That taught me first, no seconds to waste, only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face
Fuck
Good evening parents
Tonight I'm gonna take you on a tour
Where the bad little kiddies go
By any means necessary
Some things that you quite won't
Cut to a slightly blurred black and white photo of a
Housewife with her face blotted out by a black oblong.
Presenter Hello, Mrs Teal!
Cut back
And the girl drove a black infinity, moving keys to kennedy
Different name everyday fake identity
They made a deal and copped a plea and turned state
So
Started my grind where crime festers
And nines showing like they in they second trimesters (pregnant)
That's why when niggas throw a shot or two online
I
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In
can do."
He tell me send him the addy and he'll slide after school
I'm like, "Ok, bet."
Never knew where he stayed at
He walked down the street
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering feeling
That any second you
potent, we smokin'
Pollutin' the bales and you know I'ma move it
He ain't even have to rip me up to do it (no)
Tag on his toe and they filled him with
out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
anyway (Northside)
Think about the drive-by any day (Northside)
Bet if I pass by (Northside), rollin' up that Mary J (Northside)
I might drop 30 like
good 'cause I'm off my feet,
Man the little squalid dogs running up in the street
And they saying:
My name is Sharina, my name is Busta
My name is
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In
possessed you
To come out your face, now I have to wet you
Throw on my Timbs, black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30
I put
peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
I'm barely even legal but I'm 4 cars deep
Three houses to my name my
People stealing these streets
The hell with VIP
Y'all ain't gotta hide me
I'm
to live since I was kid
Playing in the yard with a 30-06
House look like a gun range
Room look like a gun store
Either you're gonna know my name
Or niggas
cause "I Ain't No Joke"
Cause I done seen so much, enough to have your felons touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta'
Check up on ya homies
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering feeling
That any second you
I must have lost your number in the all-night garage
And now I'm wandering up and down your street, calling you name, in the rain
Whilst my shoes
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