Lyrics:
what she want, yeah, I don't care if I let you
I know you be with some niggas in the A, I don't even care if they text you
I don't say too much, put
to break down the whole thang
My nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdman
It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug
If I ain't makin' enough I'ma jack my plug
baby, show you all the lovin' in the world
I want to make him look and see that he needs a girl like me
That's why I'm gonna sing this song
The other
to bat dropping wits on wax
To fit into the mix of the rich and scan'lous
Can't let 'em handle us any kind of way, fuck it
And run away, I don't want it
me
And I 'gon tell you again let's get ghost in the phantom
You could bring your friend we could make this a tandem
You could come by yourself
manners
Routine, or anything.
How'd he make this far?
Is a crazy thing
Listen to your heartbeat
Let your mind sing
He don't wanna wake up
Leave him in
and best believe they won't take me alive,
I'm different and I'mma prove it if it take me to die,
You think God had a plan for me?
But he won't be layin'
The precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law
I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (Damn!)
Fuck the pigs! I think the pigs killed
But some do come, you want to scrap or what?
If not stay back, cause I'll Roll You Up
[Break - w/ variations]
(That's right Mix, roll that sucker)
it don't stop
From our block to his block, it is that world bombs a lot
Everybody got glocks, but let him learn about
How them worms rock
a gangsta chick, he love to trick
But I be damned if I let him play me
He'll be home and I believe me, he know this b****'ll get crazy
(Lyte) Yeah, I can
front of his building with the rest of his friends
I give him a pound no I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go
Waiting by the side of the road, for day to break so we could go
Down into Los Angeles, with dirty hands and worn out knees...
The Ranger came with
The devil on the d low so I see no evil he know
I want the green like CeeLo so Satan softly assaults me
Telling me that money would make the people exalt me
he's down in the ground looking up at the sky
We beg him please let these days go by
Cuz the clouds are going to part
If you give this a try and say
Even if my breaks was on
I'm still (by your side)
I'm always here, nobody's perfect
Life ain't always fair
I used to not give a fuck
I ain't always
a fine ya n*****
Take two break through
Bust so many shots
Come now I'll probably blind y'all n*****
Now OK
Lets go see you don't really want to feel
Even if it hurt, you know
I won't sing to you like Chris and Ne-Yo
But I'm fresher than a stick of deo
Take you to a place where the chef is Creole
Jesus, tired as he was, went and sat by Jacob's well
There was no one else around, until a woman came from town
She wound her way to him, With
home, hey-yeah-yeah (Mmm)
He didn't leave you where He found you
Oh welcome home
Come on, let's welcome them right now, we say this
Welcome home, hey, if
yeah
It do something to my organs
When he got the gun but don't flaunt it
If he ain't a thug I don't want him
If he ain't a thug I don't want him
I'm in
you want, a brownie?
He took off the mask and whispered "Put me where you found me"
He kept his paper digits in a chunk
Once joined a rap click,
baby
Hitchhike if you want to
He said how sweet it is to be loved by you
My brother, my brother
We were very close to one another
My brother, my brother
of Israel
Between an ox stall and an ass
This Child truly there He was
For want of clothing they did Him lay
All in a manger, among the hay
Noel,
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