Lyrics:
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
it's rent time and I done spent mine baby)
[Layzie Bone]
I'm stuck in this penitentiary called life
Deciphering wrong from right
Dodging these
like it girl)
Love fuckin' in the mornin' (tell me do you need it girl)
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then I'm gone (don't try to fight it, girl, come
me
Don't be dead before you're 40
Man
I'll be on the safe side
Not dying before a 100 bands
Drums in the mix
I'm tryna drum with them sticks
I gotta
you, rubber ball man
Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
feel
With you girl I feel so real
Na my love I dey manifest oh oh
Onto you girl I invest oh oh
For this love I no go relent oh
Like Kyle Walker girl I
you're sorry, in fact you better stand tall
Signing out - peace and love for you all
Rec, play, click, boom!
Crawling out from the dark I'm
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
Jasmine Walker, Jasmine Washington, whatever you call yourself baby
I'm here to the end
Jasmine Walker, Jasmine Washington, whatever you call
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
in here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
How is your family dawg? I pray you love them like you should
I pray for patience with your
them under
Straight jackets, gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now, bailin' in my black trench vest
You gotta be down to bang-bang
Come
to match this heart of darkness
And I'm still surrounded by your presence
Always been a constant
Bet my friends are worried they gon find me strung up in
them under
Straight jackets, gotta make that money, man
It's still the same now, bailin' in my black trench vest
You gotta be down to bang-bang
Come
head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, looking for you
like it girl)
Love fuckin' in the mornin' (tell me do you need it girl)
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then I'm gone (don't try to fight it, girl, come
I’m paying
For this vacation When you pay
You can go to Israel for all I care!"
Well, in comes the neighborhood fuck up
With the indo lit, Eazy
Still
when you makin' the shot
It's still a miss to me (Yeah)
I'm CT fletcher, mixed with a little Mr t
(Uh, huh) you on The Shade Room just hoping
That you
a thugster nigga
But still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A nigga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me
Or one of my niggas
what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my arms, let me fill you with my charms
Chaka, 'cause you
what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
So let me take you in my arms, let me fill you with my charms
Chaka, 'cause you
For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.
[Flesh]
Gotta get on the grind, pop in
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