Lyrics:
days pass and she into it
She get influence by me big something
Boss of the game stamp that
Tell your man say your power is bad man
Cony make a call
Say
i rep
The Bda 411 thats where i stay know my block be okay we stay pushing through the day with my words i came to slay know i grew up the bay now
on which cloudy gray day will you start to feel good
They try to fix it by telling you it's okay but no one could
I'll see you again down the street in my
comes my judgement, day I'm not gonna finish it
When I'm gone away I hope you reminisce
When I'm out of bread i hope you wont diminish me
Suddenly
and the wine and the whiskey don't mix
Shakin' so bad, think I'm gonna be sick
Buy 'nother scotch as I head to the door
Now it won't make me better
But I
Unappreciated, I appreciate
All the time I put in, but I still be late
I will admit it, yeah, it's my fault
I got up off my high horse, the safety's in
gonna hold you
And through the good that we share
Yeah we could smile together
(Girl)
I'm yours
Forever I will be
I'm yours
This is what you mean
gonna be a different day
But then you're singing in my dreams
You wake me with the phone ring
Sayin drop on by if you're goin my way
So you say you
of a train, run outta parts to supply
I'm getting ready to go leave all my worries behind!
V3
Hey darling, what's it gonna be?
I think there's really something
Even I can manage
This whole fuckin planet
Im a fuckin savage
I have right of passage
I be livin lavash
Far beyond what's average
Just the other day
Bitch you gonna die if you wanna fist fight
This time I be trying to shine with these rhymes
Sidekick like the mighty fighting type
I ain't lying you
You wanna watch some tv
You want the love of your life
To be right by your side
You wanna make her your wife
On a bright summer day
You think she
so sure I even exist
Sitting by the sinners on a bad day
Everybody's kiss is contagious
I'm tired of watching wars on my TV screen
There's not
swing my hands
Swang my shank and p man ran
Neck and chest get done by the rams
Ran up and done him up
Opp block shot it up
I know that day man ruined his
Hey, sista, whacha gon' do
Goin' down by the river
Gonna play with you
Papa don't like no screamin' 'round here
No lip from da woman when they
when I'm speeding up the tempo
My head hurts, pain at the temples
Know it must be awful for you
Knowing that I fucked your bitch
Don't blame me,
Just the other day, I was pissin' out some toxins
When the cops rolled by
I gotta take it on the block again
Sendin' letters included
As a child offender
and we fret and we frown
every day our heads hang a little lower to the ground
you know it's times like those we miss helluva lot
by ignoring all
I know a good girl/
she never lie to me/
all she wanna do,
is smoke and
reach the sky with me/
we'll be on cloud 9/
something like a dream/
not worried
Yeah, yeah what you gone do
I ain't got the time
Or the patience
To be messing with you
You stand with your hood
That's good
But this is
pass by my door
I thought you were good, I felt you were real
A special kind of girl
So I walk down the street, into the town
I'm followin' you
take it real slow
And if your good to go I¹ll merry you tomorrow
?cause I¹ve never been this sure about a thing in my life
God bless the day that I make
shot and I'm gonna take it
Really wish that I could
Show you it ain't just about what I'm thinking
Burn my sins with the wood
This fire started day I
rehearse, how they gon' get mad
When you doing good, I guess it's a tax
I gotta tell you that your shit is ass
Way that I'm sonning you might be your dad
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