Lyrics:
You'll never know what heaven means
Until you've been down to New Orleans
You ain't been livin' till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby
sick thugs
No hesitation when I pull and blast, 'cause Syke was bustin'
Plus, Bo had 'em duckin', screamin', "Get they cash!"
So now I got the law
Down where I was born was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
We raised
Yeah, what up, this is Dr. Dre
The party's goin' on
Thank God it's Friday
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha)
(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha)
Town, the end is near
The Seven Wonders of the World are here
The evil and the good, livin' side by side
All human forms seem glorified
Put your heart
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
to leave quickly
Youngest Bone nigga, 7th Sign mastermind, y'all get wit me
[Chorus]
We steppin' inside the party, Mardi Gradi
Now give me a shot
change
It ain't that heaven-sent?
Hurts my ears to listen
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
change
It ain't that heaven-sent?
Hurts my ears to listen
Burns my eyes to see
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon
Might as well be me
We used
run, duckin' the shotgun
leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya
you fuckin' with Bone you better believe
if you're steppin' come on down
Grab your partner
Hit the dance floor
Tonight we'll be
Steppin' into Heaven
Steppin' into Heaven
Grab her hand
check and fold 'em
I like five card stud,
But it's mostly Texas hold 'em
Music's playing up and down the block
Mostly Christian, blues, country, folk
beats hell out of Chiang Kai-shek
I'm the power elite, me and the 7th fleet."
He said: "meet my sister, Madam Nhu
The sweetheart of Dien Bien Phu."
the hollers
We got sweat
On our blue collars
The living's hard
But the living's good
You see God sent
The heavens down
And hung 'em 'round
My neck
time ago
Know and know
Know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
I'm from that 7th though
Twins know and Lance
Clark know and Matt know
Shit went 180
the wind
Home grown country girl
Gonna give me a whirl
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Lucky as a seven
Livin' in Heaven
With my dixieland delight
write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th
'em down (Shut 'em down)
Yes, we shut 'em down
(War Criminals, Politicians, No Surrender, By any means)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down (Shut 'em
in a double face not a place to run
get the gun and buck it let'em know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I stuck with this rough shit
screaming tell god
prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion
[Chorus]
Keepin' em on the run with the me shotgun
I swang with ah clip tight clan
Keepin' em
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