Search results for 'nice boys by guns n roses' Page #26

a fist fight now a boy wants to knife me
Grew up in the 90s, Affiliated like a don, I was icy
And on the roadside, Beef got served nicely
N if it's on,

cold world make way for the chosen one
Word of God striking fear you can call us nuns
Welcome to the jungle What yuh need roses and guns
Yeah we got

to me nice n splendid (Ye ye oooooooooo)


Sleep strapped, wake up strapped
Me and my mandem bad
Ya gyal ah hoe, send her to her dad
She let my mandem

we go so far
PRE:
Cuz every time I see you boy
You got my heart racin
Gear to Gear
N' you know
Windows down, love's is in the air
Take me everywhere

it's real nice inside
Love you baby by my side
Making magic stay true to tribe
Hip hop, gospel vibe
Old school soul be how we rock
You can make a living

the letterbox. Wowed by the subject punctured by the helicop. Boy meets vermin: the widescreen version. Headaches, nausea, vomiting, facial paralysis. These area

Street Hop

Redman

Chilltown, New York

2004

some mo'
My car's Ying Yang'n the way it sit LOWW
A little Anita, a little Vandross
I got two guns to give you secondhand smoke
I'm no joke, this

many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time 
Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns 
You could run or take

to the other side 
Hustlin strugglin 9-5 
Do you not see she got other guys 

Man im living by pay-phone, drop the gun my brother, tell the boys that Imma stay

soft as rose pettles b 

Fly goon Lucifer n god wit me Keep it a brik so out of heaven he kikn me Rose from konkrete da law kant govern me ant nunnin

Heard your boy had told off a blitz
Your ass still around em you mice ian with it
N****s claimin' the fox, but ain't spendin
N***a postin' them guns, but

Uh ,Do think twice, Im un nice, My guns up.
Im on guard.
Yeh Slide on by, choose your life, Im to tough.
My life hard
Bend with Pipes ,Upped my

No Problem

Lil Scrappy

The King of Crunk & BME Recordings Present: Trillville

2004

tryna act hard as hell
And you know damn well you don't want to feel the shell

N**** I've been down by the law
Gun to my head, pressed dead

on the sheet now
Little brother got a gun, say he finna bee baow
Your bitch, worst pet peeve now
That boy just be frontin', that boy be a geek now
Geek, geek,

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

weed for everyone
Enter the class now we kill you with sound
See bad boy with gun, who buss jus' fi' fun
Or black youth them move about a three ton

gun, then he did what I said so
And everyman's got served
Along with the time they served
Decency was deserved
To understand my demands
I gave

it back
Real coke boys like french n max

Sweet one
Nails and her feet done
Baby looking like a movie
Can I get a re - run
 kicks come nice I'm

Killa Lipstick

Method Man

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

made her a drink
Blew her a kiss, as I sat down, she smiled and winked
Stood up, grabbed my hand, what up, slid ya boy to the bedroom
Popped

hopeless
You want you a line then quote this
You see how nice a rose is?
But it's all thorned up unnoticed
Don't let that go unspoken
Used to hit niggas

on your nose
And my shooters they D1 they ain't gonna hit your toes
Imma pretty ass boy imma buy your bitch a rose
Cannot beef about no hoes
If you not

strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it
Pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred

strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it
Pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped