Lyrics:
Well its one, two, three, four
Take the elevator
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
And its four
miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with
One two three four
Ooh ooh
While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While
No, we never die for long
While we've got that little life
To live for, where it's hid inside
No, we never die for long
Oh! Woman, two in one
Uh yeah yeah
Uh, grrr, uh, hot!
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to fly)
The heat is on (Are y'all really ready to die)
The heat is
I can tell you where the lights go
Oh, when they go out
Girls, if you get lonely
Dial 4-2-4-6-8-9
Well, girls, if you get lonely
Dial
can tell you where the lights go
Oh, when they go out
Girls, if you get lonely
Dial 4-2-4-6-8-9
Well, girls, if you get lonely
Dial 4-2-4
One, two, one, two three, four
Spineless from the start, sucked into the part
Circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
Please, please
women's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone
But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monoganous man
No
don't follow (Follow)
Let one chain come from out my neck
We shoot these dawgs down
4K, Trey, Northside
Ain't nobody safe, bitch ass niggas
We put guns
on the sofa
On the sofa, with you
When the morning comes
We're not watching Formula 1
It's not what we breathe for
So kick off the day with Friends on T4
have to go but still you can't get out
You try and try you die and die
You're stopped by your own doubt
Reverberation reverberation
You find no peace
Won't you come an' rock with I (2x)
Skank quadrille (4x)
Do be do be why, I, I (4x)
(repeat)
Give I likkle soul, oh Jah
Do be do be do by dey , uh uh
Yeah
Birthday, it's your birthday
If I die bury me inside that Louis store
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4
to the past/ climb aboard and hear you ask/ darling come inside
chorus 1:memories, memories/ sweet, sweet memories/ of days gone by/ that make me cry/
with me you gots to die with me
put your rags in the air here comes the brigade
i sold dope on the block cause true niggaz get paid
army fitues
One two three four
Ooh ooh
While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While
of a telephone
Wondering when the call comes
Where you say it's alright
You got your heart right
Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on the porch 'til
Oh yeah
Come on
Woo
Huh
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like
the four door
Coming down on the slow-mo
Sometimes I dream I go so high by for the ride by
Sometimes I feel I'm going down, down
Sometimes I feel I'm
That's why I carry a heat
Roamin' these streets 'til they
Come and get me cause ninety percent of them
Are comin' with me
C4 your car doors and watch your
revolving
Spinning slowly down to die
I´d spend the end with you
And when the world was through
Then, one by one, the stars would all go out
Then you
can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come
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