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GIG we're spreading the message
We don't play no messing
You see the vehicle get in
You can go for a (Ay)
Word drive
You can come for a ride
Come
the clip like one,two,three
If she by my side you can't fuck with me
She always ride stay tucked with me
I love Whitney she loves me
Empty the clip like
and loyalty
Then start serving and forget we come from royalty
"Woe is me" voice kicks in and then we listen
Cheated by so many that we can't embrace commitment
Deep down south a nigga strugglin' tryin to survive
If you down with me yes I'm down for a hoo ride
Never down with bloods or no motherfuckin' crips
the drains or train tracks
Trying to avoid the cops
My mate was skating in the sewers
Free as an eagle
Got held up by three pricks holding a needle
They robbed
Good mornIng LIfe
You got me wakIng up before 5:39
To run across a brIdge and draw my lIne
Blue RIver gIvIng shIvers whIle I'm strollIng by
Over my
Target chosen shrewdly of three vessels controlled by the
Mutineers
High numbers of neutral foreigners on victoria would not
Rise up against him.
Pulling
""Wine flowed in ashtrays Mea Culpa we cried Till the Balkan mob Took us for a ride. He was stripped by force 60 miles per hour Out the window
made his pile when Pardon won the cup and the old man with his hair as white as snow
But few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up, he would
and stress
Look a murderer in the face, comin' up where the wild and deranged get blessed
1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird
life nigga puttin' in work
(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads
Verse 2: Baby
Neighborhood superstar
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in work
(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads
Verse 2: Baby
in the hood, see me by myself
So only when I'm getting tested if I try myself
Smoke by myself, hustle by myself
So if the money comes low, I struggle
inches on TV make her twerk
It going to take one hour to
Have her to squirt whoa
It's like one two three
I mean these shows be
So crazy sometimes homes
at the same time
Keep a nine, niggaz try to do at the same time
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
[Verse 3]
I love to floss but ain't no secret I'm a stunna
Ride top of da
the fo'-fo')
[Krayzie Bone]
Don't be fuckin' with my money, nigga no,
See when Krayzie pull the pump, then I kill 'em all.
Pump slugs, when blood hit
the bull Bodacious
Left by the bull's right horn
Took Twenty-three stitches to heal
A rodeo legend would soon be born
Bodacious and Billy would meet once
mind the three of them ride
Dracul his father and brother was captured on the floods other side
The dragon swore his soul to the turkish realm
She'll never admit defeat
10 hours without rest
While taking 2 in the chest
Thank God she wears a vest
They don't care about her sex
3 hours passes by
Gets
x2]
(Ride out niggas!)
Dammit Memphis on the scene
They sippin' syrup and ridin' clean
On the block we by some beams
These stacks is bulgin' out
And by the way how does it grow?
1,2 what's in the stew
3,4 no one's really sure
5,6 what's in the mix
7,8 this stuff tastes
The explanation's
in the sky
Woke up surrounded by Redman
The chief rolled up and grabbed me by my head band
Gave me tea made of cactus and tree bark
I swam with salmon
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