Lyrics:
Of all the crap they're gonna put on the page
That a wasted youth is better by far
Then a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far
meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name
in your clique, I'm bawlin' wit'cha trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
Of my cycle,
I thank you for puttin' up with me
Physically gone, but your spirit still stuck with me
All the game that you gave me, it's time to apply it
By any
a shawty by her toe
Bend her over let her go
Grip my dick now she won't let go
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Which one of us got more soul
Don't care so I'll give her
We don't want violence
We don't want violence
We don't want violence moe
We don't want violence
We don't want violence
We don't want violence moe
We
It be like Eeny Miny Moe
Choosing what be best for you
Because you never know
Hard to make decisions
When your options running low
Governments
(BC Gru)
I still be trippin' after Moe my innards saved by the pho (Moe, pho)
No McClean leave a big whole bitch like I just dropped the soap (Uh)
I
I had the worst time of my life
While pictures of summer passed me by
The monster it all had us frightened
But there was not much time to cry
For we
Üçüncü gözüm açılıyo' (Third eye)
Moe lif3 yarını yok (No)
Chasin' on that guap (Yeah, yeah)
Chasin' on that guap
We run it up
We run it up
We run it
Moe and Joe run the video store
Selling micas behind closed doors
The cops grab Moe and as Joe runs out
Brother Moe he began to shout
Run Joe!
can't be out here roaming the streets no moe
So you can catch me riding
At the rodeo
You can catch me riding
At the rodeo
Ok ok
I know I know
I can't be
your head up, high up
You get a car
You want a boat
You want an eenie-meenie-miney, miney-moe
Oh, there must be more to living
Than a mortgage
words as a weapon
Eeenie meenie minnie moe
Catch a fake friend by their toe
Step on me it's time to go
Help the people when I'm low
Eeenie meenie minnie
feel just like him, i feel like a titian i might just
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch him by his fucking toes
Hang him up that's for sure, oh we've been
Maar hoe kan ik dansen in de smalle grachten?
But how can I dance in the narrow canals?
De kameraden zijn moe tot in hun botten
The comrades are tired
Legend out the 2-6 (Whoa)
Y'all know who the truth is (Whoa)
Crazy like a movie by that nigga Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet
My heart is burnin
Cars and clothes
Don't matta no moe
Ball or die, Takes what's mine (They dont matter no moe)
The fire in my eye, the Cardi by my
do it for 'em he can't reach.
San Juan by next Sunday
Mummy, mummy, mummy.
Walking through the market, stop buy some rum and coke:
Plantains
at 'em with no regrets and I'm hulking
I'm rippin' out of my clothing
I had to go see the doc like Kool Moe Dee (yeah)
Never took much to convince Dre
didn’t know
I should’ve known I’d end up on my own
All of the anger and frustrations flipped
Over to motivation gripped
Tied by temptation ripped
Down my
I'm trying to get it by the hour
Tryin to kick the door in
And be in position of power
So I play the cut while they lookin sour
(Whatchu lookin at?)
Still remember all my ns on the block
Pistolvania that’s where we come from
We don’t need no guns, no moe’
We paid for it we paid for it
We ain’t never
a nigga some socks
That nigga in the car better be listening to that box (for real)
Ay, I ain't staking out shit (nah)
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe and ding
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