Lyrics:
While we illing, billing stogies
Lady says she gonna phone me
But til then my heart is lonely
In a coffee shop maxing out to a rock song
Zoned out
really know that his sister was there
My moma first charge was
Fighting a cop,
Off top
Now you know that's how we rock
She risked everything she had
but I still want mo'
Tde generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect
gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy
I can't get enough of it (Can't get enough of it)
I shootout in
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
There's three things: greed, fortune
And fame
You might be happy but nobody know your name
The bacon got you squatting naked
By the razor fence
You
get mo' head than dandruff
I can't miss I got this wicked gift to spit this shit
To any extent
At any expense
So many have sensed how I twist this shit
slick
You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick
But if she happens to die because of your drug
I'm putting in your culo a .38 slug
the band
It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it
But at the end of the tape
Rock, ha
You can't fuck wit me
(Can't fuck with me)
I don't care about your imagery
(Fuck, nigga)
Give a fuck who you claim to be
(Fucker, c'mon)
on when
I get it i can't go off
Tell your girl come with me that
Thang prolly never go soft
She know how i do my thing she
Know how i get the dough
And she
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
Every time we wild, that's rock n' roll, baby
This is my story, and yes, you should pay me
Told her, "I ain't stayin' the night," she might hate me
think you're slick
You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick
But if she happens to die because of your drug
I'm putting in your culo a .38 slug
slick
You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick
But if she happens to die because of your drug
I'm putting in your culo a .38 slug
Granny whip was getting bipped, niggas moving hella faulty
Saturated with the game, reals ones can smell it on me
Niggas up the hill claim the Rich but
Only scene she starring is when shes shouting
She can get dismantled like when they condemned my mommas house bitch
Just like your boyfriends checks
bitches scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimme the light
We be burnin' dirty
chance y'all even if you can't ball
What part don't you understand? Your wish is my command
And I'm a rock a jam by popular demand
You gone love
The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J
[ all ]
Back
Back on the block
Back
Back on the block
Back, on the block, so we can rock
With the soul,
me alone
I wanna smoke and go home, alone!
Roll another cone
You can't smoke, its too strong
Welcome to my Rock, we be jamming like
Gong, Juinor, 21,
another freak named Rene
You get her alone and she'll make your day
Like Burger King, she knows the play
But a freak like Rene, you can have it your way
another freak named Rene
You get her alone and she'll make your day
Like Burger King, she knows the play
But a freak like Rene, you can have it your way
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