Lyrics:
the middle of
A breakup breakdown
Gettin' nowhere tryin' not to think about
Where she is right now
I don't know, all I know is it's goin' south
Like
ridin' by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it's a sin
And if ya tell me stop drinking I'll just do it again
So when I get old I'ma rock, roll,
Expect the unexpected, motherf***er, let's go, come on
Yeah, M-E-F, ha, ha, ha, ha, special guest
(F*** you, f*** you, f*** you, f***)
Ha, ha, ha,
Standin' on the corner
Not doin' nothin' to no one.
When a squad car stops
And out jump cops
shot
Jimson weed and thanks a lot
Crazy abbot, gotta stop
Put my guns down, by the door
F-111, F-111
Lay your benediction on us all
Virgin in
to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
Yeah, can't stop now (I can almost taste it)
This may be the last chance I get to be famous
(I
enough.
I might hurt your feelings.
My feelings already hurt by bein' here with you.
Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the other day.
hand?
D g am
There's only one southern land
And he went by the name of william moore
Am em am
What price the glory of one man?
C f
What price
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
what
Bein' swallowed by them city lights
Ball till I'm benched then I put it on the pimp f&f u-p ugk fo' life
[Chorus]
Weezy F, fuck hoes
It's truck the world
It's truck yo girl
It's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop
who saved hip hop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
They say the game f***** up and the records ain't sellin'
It was bad in 06' gettin' worse
to the club I'll make it rain ("money")
In California n****s die ("for the money")
From the South to New York, them bullets fly for the ("money")
Don't stop
In a little cabaret
In a south Texas boarder town
Sat a boy and his guitar
And the people came from all around
And all the girls
From there
THIS IS SOUTH AUSTRALIA
Intro Bb Eb Bb Bb F Bb
Bb
I know there’s a place called
Eb Bb
Adelaide
Bb
Where the sun
love our music slowed down by screw
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys
[Lil' Flip]
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
nicks went for 20 down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock 19 for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryin' to stop my flow
And what
In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town,
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And all the girls from there
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
('fore I sell my soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a hoe
Bury me before I sell my soul ('fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stop (stop
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
him to the mic he hit it
They gon' catch bi**h he on his way
Try to stop him and it's gonna be on today
Solitary confinement every day
F**k em all
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