Lyrics:
1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at a champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell Yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!) Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
a hungry bunch
If the wolf had ever come to our front door he'd've had to brought a picnic lunch
My grandaddy's pension was a dollar and thirty-three cents
forget to tell her adios
I'm the man of the barrio, Foreign girls in and out the door
Pin her down blow her back out, Hair pulling now her track out
Dick
Just kicked down the bando door explain why the fuckboys got their hands up
How broke boy say he on like us who need a like when homegirl likes us
He keep calling my Phone
I'm not Answering
He said he love me and he need me Now
He say he coming over bout to break the doors Down
But sorry babe No
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
Know we started the bag its the Houdxni Special
Slam her raw off a 3 and I ain't tryna wrestle
And I just heard my song in the mall by the pretzels
It
Black coffee and three cigarettes
I hope you can walk this one off
Fresh denim and that lucky flannel
It's hard living by the tip of your thumb
¿Dónde el baño señor?
Please point me to the door
And if you'd be so kind I swear that I won't puke on your floor
¿Dónde el baño señor?
Point me
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city hall and take
was made in the manner we laid
"You gotta be down with me"
You replied by saying, "I know"
"Girl I gave you two keys"
You replied by saying, "I know"
the city (okay)
A real villain (real villain)
Twenty-three, 12 were fuckin' with me (fuck 'em)
They tried to hold me down for a minute, I wasn't with it
a kiss
Thirteen more rushed my door that's my word
I'm pushed on the floor by the second and the third
While number one still got me in the liplock
Number
on a train
That you've just missed
At a bus stop
Where your bus will never stop
Or in a passing Buick
When you've been pulled over
By a traffic cop
the chance
So many worth a second life
But rarely do you get a second glance
Until fate cuts in on your dance
And you'll see her on a train that you've
Cant See Me, Ridin Down Three,
Candy Paint, Woodgrain T.V's.
Lone Star State, Livin Life Great.
Playas What You Was,
Its A Pit If U Fake.
Bitch Im
he's returned
Met at the gate
By the guards who were stern
Struck one down
Then two than three
The fourth one ran away
Terrified and fled
Pounds
the talkin' and the lovin'.
You see, I'm a back door man,
And I do the things your man fail to do.
Now, I dunno, but I've been told,
By a player-hater
That my
the cradle til death row
Don't stop til the train has pulled into the station
I'll hold the door for you no, I insist, after you
After you
After you
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
all my hope
Envy stepping, kicking down the door
I said that I'm only fucking with my hoe
Asian bitch yea like Kimiko
And you fuck niggas keep glazing
niggas
Done fucked up the game
Yo bad bitch
Just a shark life train
Burn one
Burn one
All my niggas gon burn one
Burn one
Burn one
3 bad bitches gon smash
like I have anyone to blame but myself
And now I'm remembering high school
How it passed by without a happy memory
How it hasn't been much different
bring up the sadness
I guess the spice, what got you roasted, habanero challenge
I could loose one
I could loose three
I could loose a million
But it
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