Lyrics:
by the half
Whatever you want we have, chumps we got it on the half
My people Big Stan, Uptown open shop
Funky Fades and Trimmings, 10 dollars a whop
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
at the Wild Horny Corral
I heard of your name (yab, yab, yab)
Get falsified, nigga you ain't never lied
Besides, I'm in the mood, so at high noon we ride
is holding em down like we don't have an angel to carry em
But now he do. I see myself running to malibu
Skating till I don't have rights of shoes,
have officially been re-instated
(Vibes, vibrations) yeah
Stakes is high (higher than high)
You know them stakes is high (higher than high)
When we
love help me see the light
I can tell when I step in the room she see the evil by
But it's love for her see her body like a different high
Can't sleep
alive
C/G G
Rejoice for what He's given
F C/E G
By His blood we've been sanctified
C/G
could have sex, in the Caddy or Lex
But keep on the low-key
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
'em out
Can you hear the bells?, I hear bells, can you hear the bells?
We hear the bells, yo the B the O the B the B the Y
The D the I the G the I
Is there ever really any coming back from this
Or have we been forsaken
By the Lord and all of his Fallen Angels formed the Baphomet symbol
Denzel
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
C
And I'll have an answer
Am Em G
Tonight we'll start all over again
Am Em
You won't be the heartbreaker
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Glo-glo-glo-gloria, in
til I die and we keepin it g (F Town)
I'm from that 3-3-7, I'm from that SMP
Southside til I die and we keepin it g (I'm from Franklin)
Darkside to be
scrub floors, I go on tours
From me, G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Yo G man! You should diss her man. I heard he's a homo jimmy man!)
Listen up money,
mode,Getting to the money pablo
My g's are up my g's are up
We going on beast mode,Getting to the money pablo
I'm always feeling high when i'm low
This hustle
the light
We can hear their wings when they fly
Angels we have heard on high
Late at night it seems
Among the evergreens
I hear a rustling of angels wings
the beast, G heat, creeps beneath me
Like the over fiend ET with VD
Feasibly he see beyond 3-D
We the glitch in The Matrix
Neo, these niggas got computer code
Super G
You can call for Super G Man
Them a call him a dealer
But a him healer
Them a call him a dealer
But a him a the healer
We can help the doctors
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
hangin' wit' the click and we in demand
I feel good that the city of angel's call me Black Superman
Yeah-yeah
Now everybody sing, 'Black Superman'
a lot of words that have tickled many ears
That's why I praise God for the Word that we adhere
The Word became flesh, lived for thirty years
Died at 33,
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