Lyrics:
We bout to get real ugly up in this muthafucka
For the 9-9 and the 2-G
Def Jam
Snoop Dogg all up in this muthafucka
Big Kap
Eastsidaz
I'm
Written by bob welch.
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
Though man may strive to go beyond the reach of space
To crawl beyond the distant shim'ring stars
This world's a room so small within my Master's
Call the plug up
And tell em send it by the pound
If a nigga say it’s up
Than it’s finna do down
On pimp nigga
ARO Carter, ARO Carter
Call the plug up
He
(Ring)
(Ring)
(Picking up)
Hello?
Yeah, this is me
Who is this?
Oh, yeah
I remember you
(laughs)
Yeah I'm just a little busy
Well the snow is beginning to fall
And the day of Thanksgiving has come and gone
Silver bells begin to ring
Hear little children sing
Silent
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
(This is live and direct)
(Others such as myself are trying to carry on tradition)
(Carry on tradition)
Got Statik, and I'ma select
Mic check 1,2,1,2
didn't mean
I had some beef to release, instead of holding down the peace,
Now I'm singing this song to this melody,
Hoping my phone sings this ring, ring
Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Words and music by jenkins
[g] a prodigal son once [c] strayed from his [g] father
To travel a land of [a] hunger
out the light
Who was that stranger with my ring on his hand?
Whoever he was I hope he'll ride this way again
This morning over coffee, that look
All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
I'm in fairy rings and tower beds
"Don't report this," three men said
to release, instead of holding down the peace
Now I’m singing this song to this melody
Hoping my phone sings this ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring
I ain't the nigga to fuck with
This a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick
Young money man we got this shit by a land slide
Boy I send
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning
I, I live by the river
Now get this
your soul
This time is masters will lead us by the sword
And should we fait them all prevails in Odin's court
There's a song in the land of the lily
Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh
Over high garden walls this sweet echo falls
As a soldier boy
the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing
The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things
Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team
On my
Bounce bounce bounce
This is the shit that'll make it (oh)
Bounce bounce bounce, uh huh
This is the shit that'll make you bounce (oh)
Carter & Lee, pardon
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
pants, pockets Bugs Bunny
Keep the funny, niggas ran from me
Yeah, she love me, told me never let me fall
She call when the ringer on the phone ring
your life for a settlement
Yes, I am the best and no, I ain't positive, I'm definite
I know the game like I'm reffin' it
This is Tha Carter, Tha
Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go, laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright
Can't you see it coming
Shooting on across the moon
(Save this place)
In the valley of tears
By the river of time (from the weapons race)
In
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