Lyrics:
more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember (oh baby) say you'll remember, baby ooh
I will love you 'til the end of time
Big dreams, gangsta
you 'til the end of time
Big dreams, gangsta
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like "no please, stay here"
We don't need no
to the bone,
thug it to the bone, thug it to the bone, thug it to the bone. [x2]
[Verse 1: Lil Scrappy]
Ay shawty gangsta ass hell, so I can't leave her.
Her
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
quicker
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backin'
Down from a conflict
Nothin' but nonsense and terrorists
Keep
of state niggas get
Mad 'cause we rich (Hahaha, richhh)
Pick up a super chicken bac-ca
(Bac-ca, bac-ca)
He said selling 28 and a hundred by mail
For
or hunger, no he's just a soldier
Gangsta Gudda, Gudda muhfucker
What another muhfucker gon tell high yella
Slim cat
Send em where ya brim at & trim that
life
The other 1/3 spent sittin' on curbs chasin' those birds
If you ever get the urge to come by and try to test
There's only one and then you get
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
The life I lead
The average nigga would have broke down a long time ago
Try to bang in a show and get slumped
(Bad Azz talking)
I hear everybody say they put they heart into they music
Blessed with the time, I want to share this piece of my life with y'all
I
days
But when you live life early you be faced with older ways
Gotta keep it on the waist
When you living in the city
Gotta have when it take
To make it
clouds by the air,
It didn' t affect to my life in a little quest so perfect,
Thats tha best time to correct.
Im smoking 2 blunts in the bed,
Feeling my
Freak by TREZDAMIRRA (Produced by Myke Milyan)
Chorus: DADDY'S Lil Girl had to learn the way of the world, Cause her Daddy no Help! He did it his
Khadafi]
What we live for, what we die for
It's the stress, it's the test, this my war
The words I live by, ya'll never run scared
But this life, this is
got hit by a stray
I hit the road and I ain't coming back until I see the sun
On the gram sharing all his clothes in real life he ain't got no funds
I
of milk
I'm society's filth, shit, I feel no guilt
Well fear couldn't feed Po, what the fuck, I need mo'
Mo', mo', catch me posted up on one Pivot
By
think that killing's living real
Shorty's is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I
getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I pivot through my borough givin' pounds
away your pride
Can see it in your eyes
The way a gangsta got you smiling took you by surprise
Got me smiling too
No waiter, girl, you are the menu
My
Aha aha
Kriso Gaca
Steel Banging
Skurw*
To ten West Coast skurwielu który gramy tu od lat
Zbyt wielu playerów byś zapomniał o nas brat
P do N gra
given to you right now
Ain't no games getting played
You know who this be nigga
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin
Better yet relax, I got this
It's
the voice
I'm a gangsta by choice I hope my son's choose wiser
And don't call me sir, call me survivor uh
Yeah, uh, haha
And they go yup
Yup, yup, yup
fucked with it
Appetite for Destruction
For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
Murder in the first degree and manslaughter
Taking the life
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