Lyrics:
couldn't get bailed out
I killed my wife. I'm back to where I started from. I was born in jail
Now I can't do nothin' but rest my little pale
So I'm gonna
a next show
And I'm, I'm gonna need you
Down this yellow brick road
This ain't nothin' but a heartbreak town
Square people in a world that's round
to say when you need to hear it the most
And I'ma tell you somethin' else if I don't know nothin' else I know
Only thing that keeps me up, when I'm
the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all
is a taste
What is yours, what you eat all day? (What you eat all day?)
And if your love is a game
Are we losin', losin'? Oh
World is gonna
put you on to me, A plus pussy worth a B, nigga, uh
You niggas ain't worth no B, fuck outta here
I keep dyin' in my dreams, but life's great when I
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
happy, shit gonna rub me crazy
I'm still prepared for the worst, keep a strap on me daily
It's just me against the world, how a nigga been feeling lately
you'll see me on the low! (low)
In the game with the number one!
Straight from the Cleveland slums.
Straight off the block, never hustle to the floor
put the ice in rice for the 'caine
Me and Santan, you won't see nothin' like this again
That's my young boys again, on the glide with the flame
I
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
Ready? Yeah, you got a good level on it?
Aight
New York, New York, get bent, keep wilding
Stop smilin', but still
Don't nothin' move but the money
Probably thinkin' it's easy for me to say from here in the booth,
But they showed ya, they'd put me in there with you
Right now, locked down in the state
me and snoop about to clown
I am losin' my religion
I am vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules
a customer
Cop it from natural born hustlas (that's what he thought son)
Stupid kid, you get extorted
Stop smilin, but still don't nothin' move but
to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze wit Maze
Fulfilling our every temptation, slow jammin' havin' deep sex
You ready for the world, girl, come on go wit me
huh (blaow)
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place
Play ya position (uh), here come my intuition (uh-huh)
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him
huh (blaow)
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place
Play ya position (uh), here come my intuition (uh-huh)
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him
in a
Single home by a single woman i
Am a very proud black man
I shouldn’t have ignored the signs from
Your your first song and video
I hate you so
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
Big play, ballin'
Flexin', often
Checkout, walk in
You stuck your neck out they cut right off damn
They can't do nothin' wit me (Yeah)
They can't do
kinda skinny
How many linny and squidgy think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics
to say when you need to hear it the most
And I'ma tell you somethin' else if I don't know nothin' else I know
Only thing that keeps me up, when I'm
levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
And that jealousy is only gonna
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