Lyrics:
slick and get stuck
But don't play tough boy, go and get it up
Hey yo Cube, tell me this
Why half of the homies gettin' worked by a bitch?
Then they
mouth out by the door
The whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam
They all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth
Get
get a winning hand
Son she always said you gotta stand tall
Even when it looks like you'll take a fall
Life is short and sometimes sweet
Get out
pop
Tell me, tell me who shooting and who got shot
[Malia]
Ring Around the Rosie, a pocket full of blow
Everybody know the hop got you moving slow
no brains (skrrt)
You can fall in the dirt right now, lil' nigga, you ain't still got no stain (still go no stain)
I can tell by the way you walk,
expect?
I'm just the fix-it-up boy at the apartment complex
And she'll go out dancin' 'bout 7:15
Climb into the back of a long limousine
I know where
blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door,
The whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam,
They all become Italian dreams
to you
Why do stars fall down from the skies
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
From the day that you were born
expect?
I'm just the fix-it-up boy at the apartment complex
And she'll go out dancin' 'bout 7:15
Climb into the back of a long limousine
I know where
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
a woman, draws her near
They fall to their knees and pray
All mighty God
Is it today?
Fireball, in the sky
Fireball, in the sky
Hey, little boy
Take his chains, shorty, leave your mans for me (can I trust you?)
Grab this cam, shorty, OnlyFans for me, uh
By a show of hands, who want a fatal?
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
The young man grabs his pole and walks to the lake
Not a thought in his head
The golden dog swims out to the ball
And the black dog trails behind
a work of art
back in Juarez out by the bull ring
a little beggar boy sat sifting through the sand
he found a peso and ten centavos
and good God...he
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
holdin' out for three
Two seventy five and I just might agree
Ex-D-boy, used to park my beamer
Now look at me, I can park in my own arena
I only love
holdin' out for three
Two seventy five and I just might agree
Ex-D-boy, used to park my beamer
Now look at me, I can park in my own arena
I only love
Saw you out there workin, what you workin for?
I'll show you some work, and make you work some more
Everything is golden, I swear whatever you
Stripper, good Lord
Top chi, not me
Boy, please, whatever
You next, to death
To go, ooh, oh
Who's that? Ring ring
Your number, bang bang
Callin' up,
It was late in the early spring, when we picked out the rings
We said 'I do' and took off on our honeymoon
The seashore sure was nice, we made love
Gun shots ring out over the city
And had everybody duckin' and runnin' checkin' for any
Kinda shelter 'cause them peoples, mo, they at it again
If
on these motherfuckers, Jelly Roll
Nephew, boy this shit is out of control
Rockin', rollin', bangin', B
A little something, something, nigga, that's
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin'
My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings look common
Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will
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