Lyrics:
for the fight.
If you're wanna give me what I want, then give it up tonight.
Gunshots by computer.
Gunshots by computer.
Gunshots by computer.
And I thought it would take me forever to find a place where I belong.
I watch a rainbow rise. I give you all I've got.
I could never give you up
times to count
Before I tear up The Shelter, give my dawgs a pound
Now I'm 'bout to treat all of you rappers noggins how
Dre does every time he goes
Burnin up
Forever gettin thrown out the club
It be us Paul
Shot out and bugged
I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a buzz
I'm everything you think
in da black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by tha D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid thoroughly
I start
(love me)?
Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me than to (love me)
Keep it a whole one hund', don't got you I got nothin' (oh, oh)
Give me a run
Mystikal, Oh yeah that's my man Doc'
***WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHIN'***, WHA!, hit you with the lamb
Chop
Throw 'em up, slow 'em up, ***LIGHT*** the wic blow
have did
It when I was dancing
While I was chopping one of my legs
Off when I pulled a hamstring
First I Re-Up, then I Relapse
Go to rehab then I Detox
get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up
Act like a man and get cocked, smacked or fucked up
Pull the truck up, Luck you know
I grew up overshadowed by green the Golden Gate strait
Couldn't catch the eye of no city boy
Here I am devoted to Fans
How I love the way you look
over and tell Banks to order another case of fortys
Yo Doc give them a coke with that, wake up the west coast is back
[Chorus:]
(I can take you
don't give up on me
Stand by me Jesus forgive me somehow if there's any hope left don't leave me now
I might be worth saving I'm trying to be Jesus oh
Hey buds below, up is where to grow
Up with which below can't compare with
Hurry, it's lovely up here ,
Life down a hole takes an awful toll
What
can be worse
Than a verse about bullets dispersed up in your shirt
The streets is like a curse, niggas frontin' for a bitch
It's like you beggin
Your money like old men, can't get it up
I'm spittin up, sick of stuff, middle fingers up
Luck, never give why'all respect
Like no hot card check
there in Iraq?
Natural resources ain’t yours, it's theirs
Give it back! You’re just another puppet but
I’m not surprised
Look at Colin Powell
perch in yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there
Inch by inch, row by row, I'm gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is
country needs you but you know it never will
So pack up your troubles in a stolen handbag
Don't dilly-dally boys, rally round the flag
Give us your daily
waste time
Give me a sign
Tell me how you wanna roll, uh, hm
I want somebody to speed it up for me
Then take it down slow
There's enough room for
up by tomorrow or I lose my mind
Gotta get me some love gotta get it today
Got so much love inside me
Gonna give it away
Feel the flush (Dirt cheap)
Gimme the music
(I'd get a thrill, if you'd say you will)
Gimme a rockabye, gimme a lullaby
Give me a by and by oh by and by oh by
Gimme a rockabye,
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
Down
You can't put them back together
What would you say, what would you do?
Children and animals, two by two
Give me the needle give me the rope
We're
come along!
And you light up my life,
You give me hope to carry on,
You light up my days and fill my nights
With song!
Rollin' at sea, adrift
Discuss these give it up by doc powell Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In