Lyrics:
Draw down with that Tec and bleed
I'm rockin' v-neck with V's (VVS's)
I pull up with a bitch and let her rip it real rapid
We live by the codes
we want you to come and live with
us and help us raise our children
The years went on by
I wish I had a praying church
And that the children grew up
navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ?, pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything
f'd up!
(All my live niggas hit up at your door, let's go)
(Front to the back door, say) We f'd up!
(Chicago, Philly, San Diego) We f'd up!
What will it be all for
If we only want more
Feeling all the down pour
Gotta pick the right door
Which way am I taking
No more room for faking
night, darkness falls down upon us
We rise from the fog uncomparable to any other form of life
Together we ride by night, unidentified, unseen, unknown
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
2nd chance at life
2nd chance at life
If I had a chance at life
2nd chance at life
2nd chance at life
If I had a chance at life
Would I only live
Two bottles of champagne down the hatch
Too many lost nights drowned in laughs
To be in love is a check that I can't cash
So I'll stick to times out
Six by nines through theses door panels
Make a bunch of noise
I'm mobbin' on these back
Streets and city blocks
Middle finger every cop
Chevy block
We dreamed about it all our lives
Every time that one would pass us by
We did a little math
Figured we could put down half
We dreamed about it all
with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
(He said) Me and you are
two three four
AWOL out the door
Not takin no more orders
Assimilation's no more
Hold four five six
My count now
You want to keep me down
You scared I
a one yout
Ain't a battle but I'm spitting like a one two
Cyan't find me 'cause I'm lost like a one boot
Door's open, everybody wanna run through
I
car and a house with a yard
His family grew from two to five
As a decade passed on by
Life was going as he'd dreamed but passing like the morning's
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
Show that bitch how I roll
2 door suicidal
So fuck the peace sign, and up the P9
I got the d-line, don't fuck with me mane
Show that bitch how I
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
live like this anymore, please help me
I can't fill my lungs anymore, please help me
Fall
Down
I can't live like this anymore, please help me,
I can't
Subway
Eighty two steps down
Counted from the entrance
Seventy year old man
Selling hot dogs
For family's maintenance
Tons of tickets on the floor
'Til one by one we started going down in flames
Now I don't want to be the one who doesn't live to see the end
So I just smile and pretend...
One, Two
that I'd be there next to closest by your side
"So am I", Well, who am I? So, du-lu-du-du-du
Reality knocks on my door and I'm about to cry
I tried
a new crack on a new stove
I'm in the two-door, true that
Niggas tellin' me "You back" (you back)
Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh?
live or die
I swear I saw you walk on by under the arm of some guy in a suit
And tie looks like you're doing well
We locked eyes for a moment or two
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