Search results for 'anything goes by guns n roses' Page #56

Ain't never ever help
When I was lock down
I knew I was better by my self
I geek it up
No driven slow
I'm the wrong person the do wrong
F*** up, I won't

lots'll front to try & get what they want
but ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun
get stuck & from the cloth i'm cut
plenty plush for all of us

Bang cuz the money gets made like that
Oh the money gets made by the stack
And I might just run up a check
Cuz Killa just keep it a rack
And a hater

you knockin' on heaven do'
I really rock, Guns n' Roses, shorty want a rockstar
I think I'm you, I fucked ya hoe (I'm you, I fucked ya hoe)
RAIDER, I

ya hand to the casket 
Girl
I just wanna see you living lavish
Sipping on rose outta golden chalice 
Wanna change ya life move ya
Ass to a palace 
Cuz

Pain never hurt us got shells like a turtle
When you got a green thumb hell itself is looking fertile
Roses growing in the concrete watered by the blood

I need a spotter I'm pushin' these hunnids
This is Sparta I keep it 300
Yah takin' shots at me, yah better gun it
I'm not the one you can back out

I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
I'm riding on the highway 
Can you smell the roses
They come from

crash

Bitch, I'm jus a demon, I ain't no rapper, I ah get on ass,
Surrounded by these killers, you'll get left right in the past
Keep my gun on me,

song by Guns N' Roses
I dunno
But I give in

to peep game
Baby anything goes
Girl
Whoa
Hello shake it like jello
Drop it to the cellar
For this young fly fellow
Ooh whe curvy like a cello
Black white

Aint have to do too much just to bag her
She seen my ethic, knows i goes to work everyday
I grab by the her hand, put her hands on my chest
I lead her

don't love her
I am no sucka (ay)
I feel like Mike in his prime 
Like i was Tyson or Jordan or somethin' (ay)
I hit the road with my woes
Anything goes

a condom, quick

Fill it with some sedatives 'fore I grab it by the neck and rip off the head, tear it all to shreds put it in a bag and dribble with it while

person wants to hear anything
Different, than what they've heard heard h r d before…
You IDIOT
...I want to make something n- n- new and not be ridiculed

Ganging Saints Row
Playing an angle
Rectangle
I'm the demon in the paint though
Anything I say goes
Snorting with the red nose
Rock n' Roll in G.I Jose

at you
Take my money, I'm on your head, do it by myself, I keep the bread
If you hard-hittin', nigga, fuck Simon Says, these niggas don't know what time it

be matched 
By the way that I act-tion
Ay son
What's rule number one
Um drop yo guns and have fun 
Two speak yo truth and get loose
Three smoke this

birds eye, I see the 
Fake getting more Acknowledgment 
Than those that are real 
Cause nowadays you hood if you Hold guns and pop pills 
From the n

to feel so much pain
U can't sleep

Idc if I'm being blackballed by da system
Alla dem boys want copy me
Way r d rap all man d tune in n listen
Ask how r d

tripping
smile to your face got a knife to your back
n***** will do anything for a couple of stacks
with a little bit of clout n**** better watch out
try

Grammy award winner!


99% never wins at anything.
We ever tried. (Ever!)
100%  fail.
Like Al Bundy. from Married With Children. Character.
We don't sell.

catch him, I'ma spark him
Niggas six plus six, but they try to act hard
Better stay yo ass in school before I empty the rod
I stay followed by flies,

a nose bleed

Left on the backstreet

Like concrete when you inhale it

Close yo lungs out

Alright

Niggas talk tht shit

Till I bring them guns out