Lyrics:
Chyeah! You guessed accurately
It's me, ladies and gents
Weezy F baby, please say the "Baby"
B told you that, yeah (Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Gangsta Grillz
streets of a-fucking-merica. and
Not to be fucked with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. gangstas that
a wish, close your eyes, and believe
I'll be home, home, home, home, home by Christmas Eve
And I know it's all on you, keep it together like you're glue
Jesus and Elvis, painted on velvet
Hanging at the bar here every night
It's good to be back again, oh, me and my old friends
'Neath the neon cross
rock with you (Gangsta gangsta)
You know I wanna rock with you (Gangsta gangsta)
Baby let me rock with you (E-V-E)
You know I wanna rock with you (A
a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta
You can catch me ridin out
Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel
You can catch me ridin out
Down ass bitch by my
Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin' baked
To be
When the sun goes down
And the moon comes 'round
I'll be down on the corner of love
[Instrumental]
When you're passin' by
Too lonesome to cry
And lift the weary and the weak
Keep you near this Christmas Eve
There is a star that shines tonight
Once the angel did appear, to say be not afraid
to ride
To keep the heater right by her side
[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
people that she'd stay in touch
But all the little promises, they don't mean much
When there's memories to be made
And I hope you're holdin' hands by
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
that I'm through
Keep cryin' and tell 'em I'll be home soon
Oh baby, I'm goin' crazy
'Cause I keep seein' shit that amaze me
Still I had to kill
is evergreen
For all the weight she carries, she ain't tired
I spend my whole life tryna be more like her
So on every Christmas Eve
I thank my
It'll be fabulous if you leave
'cause I'm tryin' to stomp your body till yo' ass can't breathe
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta
the Cadillac, (yeah)
Oh, Lord, wow can it be so hard?
To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by
the gangsta lean)
You make a nigga have the gangsta lean (yeah, uh)
Talk about the gangsta lean (yeah, uh)
Look, you put me where I need to be
Twist you
But don't hang the mistletoe this year
Christmas eve you'll hang your stocking
By the chimmny with care
And if the Lord above be willing
Next year I'll
But don't hang the mistletoe this year
Christmas eve you'll hang your stocking by the chimmny with care
And if the Lord above be willing, next year
(Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)
Cover my tracks like butter, so where the bread be?
I see beef as dead meat
"Who that?" The president, yeah, me, no one
my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them
On Christmas Eve in 1818
A blizzard stranded the tiny village of Ogledorf
Nestled in the Austrian mountains
That same day the people of St.
gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Ayy,
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