Lyrics:
to the beat
[LA Sunshine] And get em out on the floor
[Special K] And let em whip whip whip
[all three] until they can't no more
[Kool Moe Dee] Because
in the pair I wear
And I'm getting better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace
how they murder son
Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
Mothers
we're pretty sure that
You'll be fine
Teams of two to three
That's something we'll decide
Rule one
You must leave the house
For a week
Taking nothing with
Why would they step
When they know we're strapped?
I never cruise L.A.
Without a gat in my lap
The other fool shot
Caught the E in the shoulder
the K clip
Niggas talk about me
They see me and never say shit
Keep them suckers dippin' and dodgin'
Like it's The Matrix
Heart full of hatred, show it
were cold as steel
Hate was strong and youth was wild
And so they couldn't feel
Five brothers and three in their teens
Gotta find the man
Who killed
cottage surrounded by a colorful, looked-after garden.
The Old Gardener is sitting between the plants, speaking to them tenderly and respectfully.
Edward
and then I remembered they were still probably at dinner
and anyway
I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody
but the snowflakes were so
and then I remembered they were still probably at dinner
and anyway
I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody
but the snowflakes were so
the mouth
Yes, them three females at hot pursuit
Then all of a sudden they began to shoot
I flundered, blundred, all the shots thundered
(Where did you run?)
in that case, the part of the Grandfather will be played by,
huh, a bassoon....
Three French horns play the part of... uhm... three French horns...
me over X2
they were tryna run me over
•I had to jump out the road,(yeeeaaahhh)
Then I had to start this shit over
Verse 2[Dryn KiiD]
•I want them
a cutta (Rahh)
5 Days in the pen
And they showed their true colors
E3 held it down
Ain’t wanna see him go under (Real nigga)
The kids were left alone
Can’t
and they both had similar quirks
Got married and that was the beginning that turned
They whole lives around because six children were birth, liftin’
made me feel like i was fun
but then they stopped inviting me to plans
I had some friends but one day they all left me by myself
was I not fun or were
hit it on the head
There were three
And I was their enemy
And there was no way that they Could get to me
Not intellectually
Not psychologically
Not
the rain
And our dreams we attained
Built everything we got
From the ground
Now we're stacking money
By the mounds
Rebound bounce back
Stay strapped
Take no
Honey evil laugh oh
Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill
cause I'm a super felon
Won't drive shit, but I'ma mail em', make sure they can't smell them
These niggas be sheddin' the wrong pounds
How you fall off
a call
To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause
I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
If that ain't enough, sit down till we're done
Syndicate scorned, you act
the real deal, keep working
The way you work is improbable, it's a true sin
They don't want the people to rebel, use their police
Give them new guns, we're
this bid
Cus once you touch down bro we're gonna be rich
Remember them nights, damn I was sick
I spoke to CJ and he's missing his kid
I talk to GMoney
The stepmother and the father
told them that they were going
for a walk.
But they didn't come back again.
The sun went down
and the woods became very dark.
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