Lyrics:
up an did it in the back seat
She said you know her family well
Her sister and her brother, even her mother too
Even been giving her money for a few
But now it's too late, I guess
I guess I made a mess
Sorry brother for never standing by
If you would know what I know, you would try
But now it's too
her she like, oh, when we cut it's like, oh
Then she got me sayin', "Girl, tonight"
It's getting late, lil mama, we been in the club too long
Let
created by a fool
Hit back hard
Fight against the terror
Refuse this evil faith
Fight against the terror
It's never too late
Fight against the terror
bucked at some party
Life is a gamble, and you're losin
Before it's too late, brother, you better start choosin
Left from right, right from wrong
Or you'll
and sweat
Cannot all born fi live a prison
To live by the gun is only suicide
So when wise men speak you better listen
Never too late to take some sound
her she like, oh, when we cut it's like, oh
Then she got me sayin', "Girl, tonight"
It's getting late, lil mama, we been in the club too long
Let
You know I ain't going
i got a stick wit a strap on my shoulder
I had caught a play
Was late too the show
Had to tip the promoter
She not that lit
wreckage for some other day
Compromised, to escape
Forgotten no more
Minds of millions wide awake
It's never too late
One more revolution turn
Watch
be too late, the punk might escape
And buck while, and in fact, bite my style
And I'm-a catch a bullshit charge, plus trial.
It's my thing
as everything seems
Keep hustling
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us
cryin' today
He done waste his time, too late
I see he tryna contemplate
Mansion with a top-notch Playboy Bunny lookin' bitch
See-through lingerie
help brothers escape
Let's celebrate our music people before it's too late
[Chorus]
Survival Of The Fittest-Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
Lickin
feel rich
I know there's somethin' to pour
In the beer fridge
By six o'clock Dave's shown up
Followed by Kyle in his pickup truck
Got tunes in
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
up a ounce
Grabbed the shotty left Long Isle for Queens
Possessed by a demon, a devil it seemed
I was too young to understand the risk
When your
Way too many problems, got me stressed out
What you doing? You got 7 days to move out
Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream
Go on! Get it! Need it
all covered in sin
My big homie died young; just turned older than him
I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always
He still be screaming, I
of y'all can't compete with me
And Marshawn Lynch knows the beast in me
'Cause I was raised on Too $hort and Keak da Sneak
This ain't game time it's Dame
part of me, Ah, ah, ah, It’s too late, We cannot see each other, It’s too late, I already told your brother, It’s too late, How can I tell your mother,
you're making records but that guy seems shady"
It could be too late and your career could be played gee
I hope you listen to the things that I'm sharing
down
Its much too late to throw the dice again I've found
I'm gonna take the sins of my father
I'm gonna take the sins of my mother
I"m gonna take
(Kyle)
Streatham Common, running from the one time
I can't be late when its crunch time
Man talk about my life but I love mine
It's better
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
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