Lyrics:
president still choking
Take away the football team, the basketball team
And all we got is me to represent New Orleans, shit
No governor, no help from
E's new record]
[DJ: What's it called man ?]
[Guy1: Yo, it's called "Radio"]
[DJ: We got it, you called the right station. And here it is...]
Eazy E
the cradle-No-Cradle Rob and me
Cradle's still fresh in junior high
Rob ain't so fresh at fourteen
Me, I was just the last word
Ooo have you heard the heresay
I
before they throw us out the door
Go, go because we want a little more
And we can't find it here; we got to go
Go, go, we got to get it to the spot
still dream about you
I still want you
And need you by my side
I'm still mad about you
All I ever wanted was you
Your still the one
Your still
of how she left that night
It still brings me a chill
And though our separation
It pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me
We've never
scared until you catch you a case
You lil boyz be out here sniffin' that furl
You lil boyz gotta get loaded just to go in that world
You lil boyz had
(Dolly Parton)
We might have slept in a rail yard or camped by the river bank
We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land
And quenched our thirst
from your mother
If we tried we could do anything
And when the DJ came to town
People came from all around
Baby l still recall those things
nigga, what?)
What you still talking shit for?
Don't you know I got ki's by the three
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louie knapsack where I'm
ready to go
Pull up in front of the joint, all eyes on the Saab
"Damn he's still livin large!" Aiyyo, it ain't hard..
.. cause here we go again..
[Chorus]
Flame is the game
The game we call gas lighting Abbie
It's a luscious invention for three
One summer by the sea
With the long weekend
ripples in a stream
I see myself so free
My eyes and spirit say hello
My soul goes dancing by, oh hello
The clean fresh air
Goes jumping through my head
now
Mad as fuck but he ain't saying shit
'Cause we got more bitches than we came here with
Somehow some way gotta save the bit
But you crazy if you
I was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though your gone I'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but I got
wavy
No air forces we the navy
Float right out the Mercedes
Vibe on fuck you pay me
Damn that shit so fresh they should carry you
In here dressed for my
is Tone-Loc and my DJ's got rhythm
Rhythms rhythms rhythms yeah
Do it!do it!do it!
One, two, buckle my shoe
So many funky, fresh rhymes, man
I don't
of that is M-A-are-L
This paragraph here has come to a end
Marley, can we hear your funky fresh scratchin' again?
Verse 3
I never got caught in
we the best (we the best) and I'm the boss
Do I still hustle? Yes... I'm Ricky Ross
Started with the dirt now I'm travellin the world
In a new
like we owe you something
Like lotto, you have to be in it to win it
But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will spin it
If J spin it, then it has
We both lie silent, still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said
always be here
The fall of the year came
And went without mama
We finally got used to her being gone
I believe like always she's
Still watchin' o'er us
[D-Rock]
Ayo what's up, my name is D-Rock the number one
I'm here to celebrate the first annual
Four Ways to Rock blowing up the spot party
We
Stepped on your boyfriend
Didnt say sorry
Licky licky licky
Heres comes gucci
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
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