Lyrics:
and go ala la la la
Girl my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my mind
That's why I ain't thinking about you,
I don't got time and I
to crush your world and I never
Thought I would see the day we'd grow apart
And I wanna know
How do you let it go when you
You just don't know what's
a woman
I'm blowing up my life, but I'm standing by the crater
I walk out on the stage, and go cry about it later
Good thing I'm good alone
'Cause
me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
Sometimes I see the world for how fucked up it really is
I tell myself I'll be the one to make a change in it
I could die tonight, not make it
'm about my business
Killin' all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list
Everyone who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness
If you ain't been
Uh
Let's pull the two-seater out, baby
It's wherever you wanna go
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) Rozay
Ridin' to the music
This is how we do it, (all
Stick by me (good times), close by me
You were fine, you were fine here
That's just a slow body
You left when I forgot to speak
So I text the speech,
with for life
I took in your kid, did everything that you wanted me to
Now I'm in the s- about you fronting on radio interviews
Do it make you feel
late, just checkin' in
Tellin' you how good its been to let go
Aww, and baby to let you know
I'm almost alright
I'm just about fine
I barely wanna
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
gangsta
How y'all wanna do this?
I clap niggas down for yappin off follish
Ain't no stoppin this Roc-A-Fella movement
The name is Jay Guevara, homie
Who are
"Naa, I'm about to go and uh hang my coat"
I've been watching you, watching me
And I know you want it
But it depends on how you kick your game
I've been
the candidate I wanna fuck the most
Yeah if you don't get me hard, go kick rocks
I need a president who knows how to raise my
Joe, you're the president now
And I
had
And how his childhood was so bad
And how his mom was a dope addict
And his ex-wife, how they go at it
Man, I'd hate to have it as bad as that
You and another just passed me by, oh baby
And I sat there smiling, smiling
Just to hide my pride
Oh, you couldn't have seen me
He was all that
[Verse 1]
Why the fuck you wanna murder me?
Your punk ass never heard of me
I never did nothin' to your family
Still you wanna kill a young nigga
me even when I don't love you like I should
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Ooh
When I think about your name I go
Ooh
How you took away my pain I go ooh
To the left )
im askin how you could dispose everything we had
(To the left
To the left )
now i gotta go inside the little black bag
(Everything you own in
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing
the dons
But when they see us, pass us by
All they wanna do is try not cry
And tell em to step back salute their masters
As they go by GRP and I
We brothers
Emotions running wild
I could feel it when I'm next to you
Something's on ya mind
You wanna stay but won't tell me
It's about of secrecy
So what are you
frappuccino
I wanna grind on that coffee-bean
A couple cups of that joe is a pep-back
She'll be swinging on chandeliers
Baby got that skin
I can handle
to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table now
But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about to go down on me
And don't ask
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