Lyrics:
to show rush to go to lust
Vegas (?) doin' for much
Cold days in Missouri can't stand them
So I take the family to Saint Martin just to tan 'em
Kickin'
forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go
Ridin Paseo, not in the day though,
Cherish the day, but then roll out when the day go,
Ridin away yo pain and sorrow,
Live for today cause you might
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole stuck up in
the cats."
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
Found his family.
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car,
And his mother said, "We've got to get
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
to those people that's just callin' it karma?
I ain't gotta say shit to 'em, it's the balance of life
You gotta through love and hell if you want it
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
me to achieve my dreams
Through the thick and thin, they stick by me
Stitch my skin when I get injured
Ensured that my blood remains in my brain
I
sacco
Then I got a Caddy sack, just like them vatos
Posted up six-one, yeah
That's the block though
Ride by slow and get your ass popped, though
Me
tryna buy every hammer I come across (uh-huh)
From them days we was whippin' up grams in the mayo jar
To a number-one album, yeah, mama, you made a star
30 you a fool for this one
Nice than a motherfucker
Than a motherfucker
These days, niggas be polite than a motherfucker
Nice than
A fresh pair of jeans, a nice clean shirt
I'm on my island in the sun shout out to Weezer
Who can you count on these days in 2017
Lil' nigga, big city,
as long as they can't see our faces
One, Two
One two, you got it
Wootah
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
was 'bout to get it alone
What's a man to gain the world and not share?
Everything I went through helped me prepare
For the day that I talk like this
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
save the day.
So! where the hell was biggles when you needed him last saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through
Thuggin' eternal through my heart
Now Hail Mary, nigga
Come with me
Hail Mary, nigga, run quick, see
What do we have here now?
Do you want to ride
dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party, what if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you
You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated
Scream the name out Killah
autograph)
(Wow, I love you, I have all your albums, it's Mr. Nigga, I love him)
They stay on nigga patrol on American roads
And when you travel abroad,
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don't
Maybach Music
Pray for the days when the failure was a phase
Or hate was the case but they tell you to your face
The top came down so I never
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