Lyrics:
But he done her wrong!
One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel;
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her
But he done her wrong!
One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel;
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her
forty-four beneath my head
Woke up next morning and I grabbed that gun
I took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
on the dance hall floor,
No one but a lunatic would start a war
Wise men know his forty-four
Makes men dance for fair.
had a minute to wait
Two hands would dive for a Colt forty-five
One hand would come up too late, too late, too late
"Go for your gun", was the outlaw's
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
shit, Big figure shit
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Smoke a spliff, hard liquor shit, Hard liquor beatch
See I'ma, street walker, gun clapper
But he done her wrong!
One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel,
Just casually glanced into a window so high,
And who did she see but her
brace
More colors than the game Simon Says
Go, 'hind me
And mami on forty-fifth she told me "I'm a les"
And she ain't like too much of dick
But give
'm not an alcoholic.
Shawty say she want me, She way too scrawny.
5'4" Park I might be too horny to go home lonely, I can't be lonely.
Left the last
40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
'Cause the kids just ain't alright
Oh shit, nigga
Somethin' 'bout to happen
Nigga, this shit, nigga,
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
chance was his own forty-four
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
'Way out in the West with a gun in his hand
Bill Thaxton was an ex ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was
The fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
chance was his own forty-four
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
'Way out in the West with a gun in his hand
Codeine (codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gun
they will test ya shawty
24's that's the best VHS shawty
DVD and P-S-2 in ya head rest shawty
I'm on a mission shawty gotta give out my digits shawty
of my situation? Clap on?
When 40 got some shit for me to snap on, now that I'm on
I don't really want to worry about getting back on
I'm just trying
just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
They had they guns drawn, screaming, "Just move"
"Or is there something else you
They sell posters of girls washing cars and unicorns and stars
Guns and roses album covers
They've got most of the barney dvds coffee mugs and tee's
and round
(These are the days of our lives)
But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
(These are the things we must go through day by day)
We
Up 2 Di Time
Up to the crime
I told dem, Don, this ain't a Jamaican Labor
Nor the People's National
You know what this is
Badman party, no
stand by your gun
See we don't need
No nothing more
We're quite attached to the forty-four
Take a chance
Take your words
We fall down, we go
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
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