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All black shades like Eazy E
Said I need a plan B, they ain't believe in me
I'ma kick down the door this a B&E
My father was a gangsta, that's the G
Listen to the tale I tell
A haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
My path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open
hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, the little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down to the ground
The ants go marching three by
One, two
We coming for you
Three, four
We kicking down yo door
Five, six
We lay you on yo shit
Seven, eight
We got yo ass straight
We robbin (we
takes up the pounding of the enemy forward positions…
War Correspondent 3:
And as the shells screamed down and the walls collapsed in gray powder around
DOORS WOULD BE LOCKED…YOU
GOTTA GO TO THE BLUE DOORS IN THE BACK OF THE…OH MY GOD!
CARLY IS INTERUPTED BY HER NOTICE OF FREDDIE WITH A
HUGE
stops to tie their shoe
And they all go marching down,
Through the hall, to get to their next class
VERSE 3
The kids go marching three by three, hurrah,
from work my wife was at the door
She said sit down here Paddy this will shake you to the core
Twenty three and me, me boys, twenty three and me
We
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
can't come round
Contaminate the faygo I'm finna lay the fuck down
Came thru wit a thick bitch
I come thru 3 hoes like it's Christmas
I come thru 3 hoes
day replay crash at my place
Take it all the way to Sunday
After sundown, the sun don’t go down
Garage door’s up, party lights on, on
Friday in my
On the stage everybody hold it
Down let's get it Cass'
Listen i got a Calicoe
So right off top I'll have
You chumps runnin' out
The door like Brizz after
was so nice,
lord' she was lovey-dovey
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She talking
lost is soon found, I'm a goon now
In a room know its a tomb now, let me cool down
1 Espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3, bitch I'm me
Never give a fuck
on
Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
Damn, I'm thinkin' drive bys (yeah, yeah), yeah
Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay
them doubt
I want they pineal I want it now
You line em up I take em down
It's 3 different doors with 1 way out
You either Fuck, Marry, Kill in my house
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
down by the lake
In the shade where the wild flowers grow
What'll happen only heaven knows
So don't go down Maggie Creek Road
(at the end)........don't
I don't wanna go, but I've got to leave you, mama
And he's going down the highway
I guess it was around 3:30 in the morning
He could hardly see
She stuck the penknife in the baby's heart
Down by the River Saile
Three loud knocks came knocking on the door
A weila weila waila
Three loud
Big man from the 244,
Roll deep with the boys in a 4 by 4,
You’re dumb if ya come for war,
Whole fleet show up on your front door for sure,
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
[Gregory Kemmis:]
[Intro:]
Take a look around, you can open doors
Take a look around, you can open doors (open doors)
Are you ready for, (are you
of what you make so far)
But I'm not having it, I load the SLR
Pack the ganja boom They break down the door
Pop-pop T'ree shots, exchanged at close range
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