Lyrics:
The country is riddled with social ills & aches,
But my heart is calmed by her embrace,
I'm trying to tell something to the world,
- But my words
girls, you do like that sometimes
But one day, one day, the old boy got sick and he had to come home
I don't have to tell you what he found
Oh, yeah,
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
can't comprehend, when I touch mic
Every beat that man hits get duppy
I'm a top boy like Sully
Your girl wanna suck on my cock like dummy
Ain't got
bleed (M-m-m)
She drink a lot of the (yeah)
Like she from the street (M-m-m)
We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh
(yeah, mmm)
We heard that your
screamin' out and nobody heard me
Messed around and got shot but it didn't deter me
I think I was fourteen, so my boy was one trey
Cut my hair one day,
and trees
10 keys with my 80's
Hoover hats like the star of David
Pull on shots unless kidney faded
Rent a pony, might go with Emmett
Move out the set but
the pros and the cons of this next check?
Wasn't nobody 'round, I was independent
In the '90s, sittin' bum with the windows tinted
Heard a bum got
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
blunts till my arm look like Popeye
Till the day is bye bye
Till then, three hundred G fly by, rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin'
One, Two, Three
There ain't a thing in the world to take me back
Like a dark-haired girl in a Cadillac
On main street of an old forgotten town
in time
I'm feelin' like the 3-6-8th
Wonder of the world, just might steal your girl
All I do is rhyme and get money, that's my repertoire
Holla
gonna ride the Conch Train, boys,
And be like Jesse James.
Gonna be like Jesse James, boy...
Gonna be like Jesse James.
Case you didn't hear me the first
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
the bills like Hillary
You're falling slowly
As you depart from your homies, earlier
You got a baby boy or girl in there
Years back you believed that
I CC'ed every girl that
I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but
I'd rather see her smilin'
Wetness all around me, true
But I'm no
with you
No matter what the world may think, boy I'll always be your Boo
[Master P speaks over singin]
I'ma let you shine, all the time
But when we
(Sledgren)
Got you tryna live by the movie scene
Wizzle got wings wizzle got everything
These niggas ain't built like us
These niggas ain't real
dick permits
I heard this and heard that
About them O-you-T Lawz
Some of them soldiers got shot
Some of them soldiers fell off
F*** why'all now
the sister Rapsody is on
I love it when she get on her Bahamadia jawn
If she wasn't true she would've never gotten me involved
Between the world and me like
but she wanna fuck me
Two shots of my liquor, she leaving with me
Feeling like two, I may leave here with three
I blew so much money, I feel like Big
murder
Got me callin' every lawyer that I ever heard of
Oh, Lord, please, tell me what you see in me
Teary-eyed, they got my baby boy on TMZ
Balled up
turn"
The girl's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, have a turn"
The G.O.A.Ts call me to the side like, "Can we have a word?"
I could've fronted but I did
that you heard
Y'all don't know us, y'all don't know us
Ain't never know niggas like us boy
They don't make niggas like us no more
Thug in Peace,
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