Lyrics:
bustin' through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you
world, ain't gon be nasty, you a nice girl
Liz Clayborne dresses, diamonds to white pearls
Wild thing though, do lot of things low
Make a wise man grow
Getting money up by any means
You girl coming to a winning team
You like Westbrook, I be giving her this Kevin D
Want a house up in Beverly
Shawty so
must be a diss
get it together we might seem soft but we ain't havin' it
Kid 'N Play get takin' out I can't imagine it
set the rcord strait
out believers
Who been born again
Yes, oh, you know we born in sin
But through the resurrected Lamb we
All been born to win
Cause at birth sin, we born
let em go, I know, if god with me I can never be alone,
House on the hill, but the ghetto is my home, that's some real shit,
I can never leave these
a smile but the disappointment engulfs my mind, so ever-crowded,
Pouted? who? not i, nor Bes, we just have emotional processing to do with the stress,
I
Say the truth, whole truth, no undercover freak, I'm guilty
Check please, pay the cost
To be the boss, just bill me
I can tell by the way you've been
Tell the truth, whole truth, no undercover freak, I'm guilty
Check please, pay the cost
To be the boss, just bill me
I can tell by the way you've been
And I was born to be a champion
It's something 'bout the ambience
I'll make it out by any means (Yea)
My success is just an axiom
They tell me that it
Yeah ya don't stop
In the motherfuckin house and ya don't stop
Ed Lover's in the motherfuckin house
And ya don't stop one-two, one-two
Representin
I remember every sound my heart used to make
Before
I was born inside the world of man
Am I everything you wanted me to be?
Am I
What there is when
a brand new life
With a great big house
And green initials on the towels
I should be happy now
Well, you got yourself a family
And you planted roots down by
robbed my damn house again, yo that kid is buck wild.."
Yo, I don't know whassup, but he be buggin word up
Yo that yo.. I'm just sayin like this
I don't
born to fly
Thugs were born to ride
Maybe I was born to rise
And study every lesson
Through my eyes
Just be safe cause snakes they'll get ya
And it
Taking a chance on me
Born to be wild and free
See if it's meant to be
Taking a chance on me
I've gotta bleed these dreams
Even if it means I lose
to three-two-one
I want to say wassup to my peoples Cold Crush
All the way down to Ill Breed
I want to say wassup to my Oran B
And Cool Craig is in the house
achieved by rejecting electrons
The physics on that is strong
Such a time will be brief
We cannot fully be
By rejecting people
Or parts of ourselves
We
Percocets
We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on on on
This money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option
Your bitch is
batter up
You be fucking fine
Let me the one baby, let me be the one, eh
Fuck it now your mine
Wild for the night, get your licker up right
All we have is
come over and let me give you attention
I'm telling you that girl was poison like a Nidoran
For a minute I was thinking I was gonna be her Mankey
Guess I
fret little man, don't cry
They can never take the energy inside you were born with
Knowing that, understand you could never be poor
You already won
on robbing you and raping your spouse
Safe to say, you’re not even safe in your house
Welcome to the wild where it’s never safe
And you might get chowed if
the same now
Crocs on when I'm stepping foot out the house bitch
Rolling up and the scene getting crowded
Yo bitch the type to suck the whole crowd dick
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