Lyrics:
insisted on drivin'
When we said no
Nah guys, y'know? I can drive myself home, man
That ain't gonna be no problem
I drive better when I feel nice (are
and drive-bys
Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora suckers
I flipped the script and turned the page ain't scared of you motherfuckers
Be boppin' shots, like
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Tear gas gun fire fire arm fire ball
Pipe bomb hair trigger drive by elephant gun
Night stick body bag loan shark bone yard
Man hunt hit man kid nap
chests.
About the special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts,
Maybe below the cockles, maybe in the sub-cockle area.
Maybe in the liver.
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
We barely breath,
Our wall is broken,
Teared apart by the unspoken,
Weight on my chest
Sailing ghost boats
Waveing black storms
I'm fading, you are
embedded in your tomb
Casualties are buried through your mind
Certain death is screaming from the sky
Listen to the rhythm of a dead man walking
Silent
Now hear this crowd of people
I man well vex
And just have fe big up me chest
'Cause the Taxi Driver don't have no respect
Want I fe catch bus
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
Holding down fort like they Bonnie N Clyde
Luxury cars of all makes and models
New outfits everyday, downin' champagne by the bottle
Glass in
a hurry
She didn't say a thing, she just jumped inside
Stuck a gun to my chest and told me to drive
I was scared but she was beautiful, like a movie
She
dead, you feel di great ah wait?
Play it inna yuh chest, play it inna yuh face
Tun it over deh so, baare man ah skate
One, one foot ah shoes baare gyal
impatient, man
Can't wait to bring that bread out (Woo)
Rodeo drive, Lambo, Gucci sped out
(Damn, skrrt) i'm in my blue coupe
Can't wait to bring the red out
Wake up everyday count up these dead's
I can't get yo bitch up out my bed
If you don't like it say it with yo chest
But I know you won't so bitch
a hurry
She didn't say a thing, she just jumped inside
Stuck a gun to my chest and told me to drive
I was scared but she was beautiful, like a movie
Empty promises I've given
Hollow heart beats in my chest
And every word of sterling silver
Stirred butterflies beneath your breast
Still
and you'll never get beat
By the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
Honky with an attitude coming unglued
Fate's right hand...I don't understand
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
[Willie D]
Nigga fuck, you!
I put a hole in yo' head big enough to drive a truck through
Buck you gon' see some red shit
Cause I'ma "whoops upside
Windows down going bout 74' and I
Watch you drive and over think your every word
This ones gonna burn
I know that it is getting kinda late
But where
drive a 5.
Now that I got it the Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive.
Coke head Saundra she grew in Gruwana.
Her man was large and Saundra was his baby
like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long
Redman's song
Suddenly, the stub of a dead man's arm
From a midget reaches out from under the car
It's J.D., This motherfucker won't die, neither
Dre
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