Lyrics:
Can you believe it? (can you believe it?)
Lil' John, Akon, S.P. the ghost
Feel what we trying to do (can you believe it?)
Can you believe it (can
on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day breaks
Amarillo By Morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin'
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
by the next nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a bigger one (yeah)
You don't think I pack the pump 'cause I'm out of the hood
That's
collar till ya break ya back loc
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Ah dog we off the heezy
Snoop and P together for cheesy
Poppin' collars from the South
Words by Christopher Cross and John Bettis
Music by Christopher Cross and Michael Omartian
We all know how the story begins
How we fall so easily
like CB (bling)
Yeah, I be that young John Doe, right by the front door
Benny Blanco part two you (bump 'em, Dino saw you)
I'ma run to the bank, Usain
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
make it activate
Bullet proof my heart
I got scars, I've been wounded
You can take it out, I forgot how to use it
U can break my fall, when the fallout
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
we up again, listen up
It's the Peas with the sound
We's about the break out
Shake the whole Earth now
Bass down up and loud whenever we get...
It Never Ends
It Never Ends
No Matter How Hard I Try
To Find Peace of Mind
Go John Wick I'll Slaughter These Demons Tonight
By Dawn Break Tomorrow
Because you lack the inner, every sinner
Will end up in the everlastin' winter of hellfire
Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out
You cry out
Gotta go, I'm glad you came
But tonight you will be so fun
Baby you're the one
Soon the new day breaks the dawn
Yeah, steppin' out, I got my best
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
You feel different, niggas see me
I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazy
Gotta go, I'm glad you came
But tonight you will be so fun
Baby you're the one
Soon the new day breaks the dawn
Yeah, steppin' out, I got my best
motivates my future
Will I make or break love or hate
Now tell me who's the fake n who's the snake man
Who can I trust so many promises I seen bust
Justice
Central Park was a thrivin' black town
Yo, Chuck, I'm fightin' the power right now
Thank you, Flav and P-E, puttin' it down
Puttin' your life on the line
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
in my face for a second
But I move the crowd, and I reckon
That a sucker might jump and try to bait
So kill that noise and get out my face (punk)
You can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sentimental
Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental
Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P
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