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starin' at you
Ya body it won't move
You cannot find ya grove
In the center of all
The pressure is your fall
Don't know what to say
Just wanna' get away
You

at the grove!
Please pardon the cold 
Please pardon the pain
I'm tryna grow
I'm spreading my seeds
I'm hoping they see
I'm hoping they know
I'm hoping I glow
Like

go
Say I love the way you move it move it
Stink and dutty ina party ah jouvey
Catch a vibe with me grove it, grove it
Feeling like Blu Ray the party

a bean
Young trap Nikka I'm living my dream
Prince of these samples i soon be king
Like I'm from grove street bitch I need the green
One by one we gone

Just don't fuck up the grove
Stack it to the ceiling
Drip like tap leaking
Dior hublot Louis
Ricachu rarri
Only chase riiri
Zero to blurry
Me

over Based God, James Harden
Yeah, I'm still cooking, it's a Grove street party
Hold up, let me get started
Off the top ropes and I look like Jeff Hardy

It's Grove Street!"

Lowriders pop in up
Bullets fallin from my Tec
All my bitches with no stress
Welcome to LS

From the jail to escape
Put all money in

shoulder

Stacking money old or new
Pray it forever haunts me
For them times I couldn't grove and bitches didn't want me
Can't deny that win or lose
I gotta

How sweet are the flowers
That grow by yon fountain
How sweet are the cowslips
That spangle the grove
More sweet are the breezes
That blow o'er

a chemist


I wasn't always this smooth 
But damn I know I got the juice 

Move move 
I'm on a move
Too cool 
Feeling the grove 


It's just a matter

paid
Growing up ain't changing ways
Jump shot and I hit the fade
Grove street I'm with Eric Treyz

Grove Street with them green lunch trays
Gotta get

It's Grove Street!"

Lowriders pop in up
Bullets fallin from my Tec
All my bitches with no stress
Welcome to LS

From the jail to escape
Put all money in

to this tune, yeah
Hit my grove yeah, I stay cute from head to shoe, yeah
Get a clue, yeah, when Boomers talk I hit the snooze, yeah
Breaks knees, it’s

help me out yeah 

I’m excited by her love for God 
And her prayers, 
Her successful job
She moves me, 
She groves me 
I love her 

I want to tell her

Stacey Grove he's a roaming prophet of mine
Hat full of wine

Stacey Grove he's a roving catcher of skies
Forecaster of eyes, so no lies

He's a nice

It's Grove Street!"

Lowriders pop in up
Bullets fallin from my Tec
All my bitches with no stress
Welcome to LS

From the jail to escape
Put all money in

acting stupid cuz')
Alright so you know where grove street at?
Hey hey hey hey get that motorcycle
No (alright set a wa-)
Hey hey but it but it's cool
Set

hands
Wake up different mode, but I'm making heaven know
Down by the garden, the grove
Got the peach cobbler in the stove

Wake up different mode, but I'm

Ay, yeah
Ring the alarm cause I'm 'bout to set this bitch ablaze
Jonny Grove reporting to you live from the centre stage
Hotter than the women

What, what, what
Welcome to San Andreas, I'm CJ from Grove Street
Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat
In Los Santos, neighbors get no

How sweet are the flowers
That grow by yon fountain
How sweet are the cowslips
That spangle the grove
More sweet are the breezes
That blow o'er

Hold your breath beneath my bones
Numb me down cause that's all I know
Lay me down below
Falling down into the flower grove

Baby give me love, yeah

hubris schemes so lucidly
A cell within cells
Fighting to survive for the sake of it forsaken prisons we've filled

Picking flowers from the grove

I find myself in a peaceful valley a grove of apple trees
And when I reach out to the fruit before me I wither up the leaves
Why oh why is why
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