Lyrics:
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
I know it's gonna last
Down by the sea
Is where all the ladies see me
They tried to flash
Be down, but I had to make a dash
He went from
being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin' line
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must think it's a G
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
a ride
While you're by my side
Yeah there's something in the air
Something in the atmosphere
Do you wanna stay
Do you wanna spend the night
I've tried
An old man lies and waits
A needle in his veins - something to ease the pain
Tears rolling down his face
They're clinging on - hanging by a lace
Even in my sleep the waves came
Followed by something I can't name
A reflection of you from some time
In the past glimmers through the night
When I
So no one saw us hand in hand
Fiesta sunset driving up the hills
The atmosphere makes you forget
It's already past midnight
It's now been seven calls
Here on East Street
Everythings calm every heartbeat
Is chill
Even cars passing by
Are passing by
Quite chill
It's called the Easy Street
Because
The presence of God is here tonight
I feel the change in the atmosphere I feel your hands touching ever heart
You're breaking every chain
Setting
discovered in 1913 by the French physicists Charles Fabry and Henri Buisson. However, it wasn't until the 1970s that scientists became concerned about
I, I said I
Fall up to your fire
Your fire
Your eye
I said your eye
Blinded by desire
Of power
Break away from today
Drift to a timeless space
wish I could be on another atmosphere, pop a pill, take me out of here
Young nigga, I never had no fear, didn't have my daddy, mother wasn't even here,
measured by indifference
Then you've surely lost your way
And don't think you are impervious
To the transit of the moons
Turn the tide that lurks inside
feel
Of what you think I feel
I must be the fearless,
To fall into the depth
And comeback piece by piece
The fire of gasoline
The light of gasoline
Basically defeated by your eyes
It’s all because of you
It goes in like a flood
My blood runs ou ou out
All the things you do
I hear you in the crowd
Your
atmosphere
Beyond Praise
c wayward son our daughter desperately seeking their own way
Will return home to the Father as we believe and pray
The sick ones who
Nikes
Siebenundneunziger und ich schnür' die nicht mal zu
Wieso? Denn ich hab' die häufiger!
Ich zeig' dir wie's läuft, Digga, Drive-By mit
it.
(cold 187) put a foot to his ass.
(mc ren) what did you say? put a foot to his ass?
(cold187) that's right man...
(mc ren) wow, that beautiful
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
who test'll find a bullet in they chest
Put to rest, by a brother who was hopeless
Grow up broke, on the rope of insanity
How many pistols smoking
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
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