Lyrics:
just for me
(Step) and girl, yes, it's true
No one else will ever do
Step by step, ooh, baby, you're always on my mind
Step by step, ooh, girl, I
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Lost in
never
Friends may come and friends may go
But the fiddle bill goes on for ever
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
I dedicate this song to the workin' man
For ever' mabn that puts in a hard
Eight or ten hours a day of work and toil and sweat
Always got somebody
Bueno
At the highest that I ever be, yeah
Look through the clouds, you just
See God and me, yeah
Goin' hard, that's the God in me
2 AM, whippin',
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
(Se hace la que no me conoce
Pero en mi cama se volvió un vicio como la 5-12)
(Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh, ¿me sigue'?)
Nunca se deja ver (nunca se deja
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Eight beautiful notes
I play eight notes they sound like this
When I play
need a silver lining for we'll never ever have a cloud
Give three cheers for four Musketeers!
[Dottie:]
Only four?
[Pinkie:]
Just four
la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come,
[originally performed by The Who]
[I. Her Man's Been Gone]
Her man's been gone
For nigh a year
He was due home yesterday
But he ain't here
Her
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4
One two, I think I'm in love with you
Three four, we both open up the door
To go la la la la la la la la
Five six, making love picking up sticks
double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan' kick it with me, she better eat it then leave (leave, whoa)
She try save
spooky
This is about as kooky as I've ever felt now
Count down to Nuclear Meltdown
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
You can run you can do what
comin' back
It's four hundred and sixty-seven miles to the outskirts of Las Vegas
What do you say we go get married by a preacher man who looks like
at the same time, we got you
I'm talking about your blood, your sweat
Your tears even your DNA is placed
In these LA concretes, man
And nothing would ever
you gotta roll
You gotta shock and lose control
Four, five, six and then you lose your mind
Collet your chicks and now you're doin' fine
Be sure
hundred dollar bills are like baller I-D
And I get under niggas skin
They should call me I-V
But if you try me nigga
I will be your caller I-D
And that
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4
or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and ese's
Latinos and Chevy's, down by Pico with Frederico
I answer all your
Ah, one, two, three four
The machinist climbs his Ferris wheel like a brave
And the fire-eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heat wave
wanted
I wanted for you
Five steps
Till I can rest
Five steps
Till I'm blessed by you
Four steps
Till I can rest
Four steps
Till I'm
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