Lyrics:
No tellin' what'll come when the sun rise
Old legends retold by a young life
Soul yellin' with the love that we live by
A lost memory, a legacy, it's
live in was built by slaves
Beat on and murdered and stuffed in their graves
You put a slave owner on the one dollar bill
And you wanna know why I
knew they wouldn't ride
It's still free the guys yeah
It's still free the guys yeah
And legends don't die (Spazzing out)
And legends don't die (At my
assassinated, castles all crumble
Forever lives the legend of a poet who is humble
Words to live by, now I die by a strange code
About to kill this verse, they
here
Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
People see right through me, but I'm not a fool, see
I'm never gonna do one, gonna live past twenty-two, done
Everything I need to except get a 2:1
I
here
Fuck is these niggas son
Get off my block
Yo I don't know none of these niggas du
Get off my block
Them niggas wanna sell their weed here
brother, nobody cry
Life as a baller: alcohol and booty calls
We used to do 'em as adolescents, do you recall?
Raised as G's, loc'ed out, and blazed
do the John-o
You know imma legend in these streets
Watch ya mouth when u speak
And you better not suck yo teeth
Come correct when u talking
almost done
The night's almost done
But I see your eyes
You wanna go again
Girl, I'll go again
Girl, I'll go again
She asked me if I do this every
ain't neva gotta want for nothing
As long as u down and u ready to ride
I wanna give u them butterflies
Have yo head all off up in da sky
And we be
Strip with a
Black and white blonde bitch
Pistol on the grip, yeah, I'm takin' no shit
(Boo yow) you see us as we ride by
Exit 405, now the shit's gettin'
turn ya books to page 69 and start sucking
When Organized drop the tracks then start ducking
When Ludacris get in the bed start fucking
You wanna be
Fuckin' these hoes, yeah, I do that too
But I (but I) be by your side when you cry
We try to live in this lie
Holidays that go by, let 'em drink, a man
high
Live to die
I don't really wanna say goodbye
Why do all these great legends die
I knew all along tell a lie
Live to die
I don't really wanna say
a story and celebrate the glory
Drinks in the air for my niggas not here
This how we do, I see you D.U
Queens to the heavens, salute the hood legends
this, eeii
I want to ride you like a car down Crenshaw
I know you want this, eeii
I want to ride you like a car down-
Nocoast my team, I do it for
come back, crack your back nigga like a car got back
That's ride on the pinch niggas
No one can get with us, did 'em, shout out how ever wanna ride with
I can see my old ho standing by the mile
Away from the do' just looking at me
Her best friend telling her to holla at me
She wanna say something
finger fly
Like Nigga Nigga die
Close call player haters wanna see me fall
I shows no mercy you better be ready for war
Fuck the law should I ride on my
back to where you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do that
How this ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
it's the moment you fear
Just think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be here
Used to ride with a bunch of niggaz, now he's ridin solo
He's dressed
got some scars on me (you know)
Just gettin' started, you don't really wanna start with me
It's John Q, I would sacrifice the heart in me for family
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