Lyrics:
10-4 over and out
The way we talk sometimes you'd think
Our love is filled with doubt
But when we're all alone by
The fireside of our home
The angry
he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want
walking down the street
You'd better
Stop real still, look both ways
Listen or you'll get in trouble
When you see her go struttin' by
Giving you
LA flavor, homie
My life is stranger than most
Bet you couldn’t represent just step back
Let that cross or get bent back
Hush, nigga, you talk too
question mark"
Written on the back of my hand!
I'd be fine if you'd just walked by,
But you had to talk about why
You were wrong and I was right.
But
And all I really want is deliverance, ah
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
know, you're just basking in you're own company
The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton
And don't say shit
When I blast
Now I done told your ass
Slow the fuck on down
Dogg Pound, motherfucker
Boom, and you know that (yeah, don't stop)
as far as the war goes, if you got beef with me everybody
Catchin bullet holes this ain't no mutherfuckin movie script
This the life of a gangsta crip ya
not prepared for eternity"
Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no others' arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks
It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done
To be so in love with you and so alone
Follow me where I go what I do and who I know
Make it part
of services, they all in agreement
Used to work the block and I ain't never filed a grievance
Talk to me soft like you can keep a secret
Lower down your
Every time I have a date there's only one place to go
That's to the drive in
It's such a groovy place to talk and maybe watch a show
Down
a man
And talk like a man
Walk like a man, baby
You can call me your man
Sometimes I feel it's getting late
In life all that settling down can wait
They just talk
We the ones that really do this shit
We the
Yeah
Help me forget the
Help me forget the
Im writings songs
They feel like movie scripts
as far as the war goes, if you got beef with me everybody
Catchin bullet holes this ain't no mutherfuckin movie script
This the life of a gangsta crip ya
man alive
He said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk to
Well thunder and lightnin' out providin'
You came strollin' by
She said, call me up,
not prepared for eternity"
Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no others' arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks
like a mayor (whew)
Don't stop, hatchback
Shakin' that ass on Snapchat (yeah)
Off the script and shakin' that ass
What you'll do for these rack,
And I'm forced to repay all the thoughts of the brain,
By any means I ain't putting pure spits to shame,
What I depict on scripts too much for the mandem,
dig-beaters
Ten millimeter, buck, buckn' you down from my two-seater
Rippin' shit for the brothers who ain't here
Killin' bears and kickin' snitches right
the vase that set by their bed
The roses in the paper on the wall
There's a story to tell if roses could talk
She never told him
She never let him see
Woo
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you must be true
No one
And talk to me, baby, you will see...
Although your heart is in pieces,
You can't find a reason to try.
You're not alone, while I'm still standing by
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