Lyrics:
In ya home puttin' dick all down ya woman
You come home we in
The bedroom countin' money
I bring her home and I fuck
Her on a thousand hundreds
Then I
long enough
For some fun
(Turn up)
Let's stay home
Stay home (you ain't gotta go nowhere)
Let's stay home
Stay home yeah
Let's stay home
Stay
and still be freakin'
When I leave out the door you ain't gonna try to be sneakin'
If I go to jail you can ?? my people
I need you Lord till I come home
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
L.A., can't believe we fell in love in the city of L.A.
L.A., it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
L.A., L.A., L.A.
We fell in love in
move packs don't never pay tax
You ain't lie, boy you need to relax
You leave a five like a junkie leaves tracks
A habit needs a home like a monkey
mad at cha
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still
Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group
on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for
I'm in the elevator
Going up to the top floor, look how we elevated
What, you don't know the brand by now? You better get educated
Take both of my
him any breaks
He hasn't got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one, that it is more than he can take
Till the time is so unkind,
And you're damned if you do
And you're damned if you don't
So you get yourself a job
Just to take something home
Now there's food on the table
But
the shaders
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound now for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you
you've just seen the ghost of Jesus walking by
I never sleep
When trouble steals thoughts
From my restless mind for free, it could be (ohh)
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
was on the streets, you was at home on your computer
I'ma shoot a dis well like a fist to all these wack groups
Rhymes are wack as hell! And they
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you
God-damn shirt up, that's
love!
Wherever you live, wherever you from, wherever you call your
home
Wherever you lay yo' God-damn Kangol down
North, seeking middle-class prosperity
But by the summer of 1967
Much of that hope had turned to hopelessness (yo)
Yo, you that wrong, I crack a sky,
And you walk out the door
Cause you can't take anymore
You don't know wrong from right
As you walk by
All the young girls gonna wink their eye
You
that is true
I do believe
You are the one
The home I've longed to find
My only hope
God's only son
I do believe
I touch I see
That all along
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
by the burner in case a near try to violate
Never go down, stay rising like Andre
'Cause my corner back every thing the Don say
Long Beach, yeah I
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