Lyrics:
make them let us be
If you don't run them off I swear you're cheating on me
Now there's an iceman, milkman and folks out of town
They don't come
bubble we played the game by your rules and you won
And just today I figured out the trouble I learned to crawl before I learned to run
But I'm gonna get
[Chamillionaire]
Oooh-ooooh-oooh-oo-ooh
Just believe, something real freaky's going down
Oooh-ooooh-oooh-oo-ooh
Take a sip of this, and just let
can to dodge the bus-stop blues
Like driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse
My best friend Kimi wants to go with you
So meet her by the sugar
music I ain't talkin' 'bout rap
You talkin' 'bout who's hot I ain't talkin' 'bout that
The conversation is changed Lets yap about that
I don't run rap
the game
Fuckin up this realism we puttin down out here
You know what I'm sayin
Nigga need the cops to help em out
Hoe ass niggaz
Stand on ya own nigga
Live
of rock is who I am
Raw, we are, by law
First one rockin these Adidas why'all saw
Jumped on tour way back in eighty-four
Jay, Run, D. Mac smack back up
Who's that creeping out of my back door
Don't say he's collecting for the poor
Don't you tell me you're not having fun
The green eyed monster's
Out in the streets
The dogs are on the run
The cats are all in heart
Out in the streets
Snakes are all around you
Dirty rats are on their way
it happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you
do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm old enough
And big enough and strong enough to play
The games that daddies play
My friend Billy
We black market, we black made
We hit shit out when it rains
Would you come down and catch my train?
Would you run down and play this game?
Check
Playing over in my mind
It's a crime
It's a crime
How you're reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry
Up all night
Up all
play
I get lost in ya love
I get wrapped in the words you say
I get lost in the love we make
I even fall hard for the games you play
Run it back, run
name in lights, you tryna short it out the ground
You're the one that's got it twisted, 'cause I'm right by your side
I had a bad day you, jumpin'
Dear Haley, can you save me from
The borrowed cloud I'm on?
All you gotta do is try
Pray you're just getting by
Hey wait, I thought you made it
These rap bitches you like is my sons
Still gon' run this rap shit when I'm done
I'm still sittin' here, you got a lot to prove
Appreciatin' my
It's too late
You've said the word
Too late
Something heard you
Too late, now the race is on
And you're run out of road
Too late
For tears
Too
of nowhere
Your imagination runs away for a while
You learn to play games about once every day or so
I walked to Brasilia crossed with Trenton
Brasilia
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Drrt
Drrt skrrt
Lil bitch I do not like you
I know a bitch that’s just like you
I spend a check I could buy you
Thought I should run that shit by you
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
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