Lyrics:
I love it when you ride for me
Pack two pistols on the side now
Baby come & slide with me
Drive by for me be on demon time
Anytime & everytime you
where you're from
No matter who you know
Whatever skin you got
Whoever is your God
Whatever shoes you rock
Cuz in the end we all gon' die the same
It's
them guys
No I can't rock with it
Im by my dolo by my solo
When you pull up I'll be popping it
Told that bitch to slow down
When she's topping it
Hold
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
Come under the shadow of this gray rock –
Come in under the shadow of this gray rock,
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow
Different By Choice
Whoooooooaaaaaa
She wanna rock, I wanna roll
I’m watching her pop, look at her go
When that thing drop, out of control
When
from four-fives to flintlocks, pinky finger with the pimp rock
Hustle on dim blocks and sip Henn-rock
Draw quick, got a second hand like Big Ben clock
off the marshmallows
Jump into a briar patch and kiss me by that escalator
Harder than a rock passed through a cheese grater
If I am the moon then you
You were everything I ever wanted
So why you throw me in the trash down to rock bottom
Keep playing puzzles but I never find a way to solve them
Keep
And I'm sitting on the sidelines watching
It pass me by
I'm leaving you my legacy
I gotta make my mark
I gotta run it hard
I want you to remember me
I'm
a whisper
I'll say the bitches name you hate then cut her with some scissors
I know you wish that you could take the bitch by her weave
Yank it out right
Something's glowing in the darkness
A love that's so enlightening
Mmm mmmm mmm mmm
Just the very thought of you
Turns me on
I wanna rock with you
non-fragile when I walk the streets
I rock with Force MDs not a force
Chin check is in effect, catch wreck
(Put him in a yoke, snap his neck)
Mr. M-E-F
(The
loaded, yeah, you notice
I'm certified with this shit, boy
I'm certified, certified with this shit
I started out with a vision
Turned it into my
of em who you think that you screwing[00:39.74]Got my rocks off at 13, I've been my own shooter[00:42.72]You playing around with a chosen one you should
A lot of you say ya rapping
But ya game is really Acting
With ya shame in action
Ya all the same for asking
How ya fame fucking Happened
I'm a speed
with you
Basophobia sets in fast
When you find a love that might last
But this fear of falling will pass
By the time the summer storms clash
With
Make me feel like saying nothing
(O-o-o-o O-o-o-o O-o-o-o) I know
You got a girl, but tell me if it's cool I
Just need one more night with
(You-u-u
Quick to strap up, you'd think my name was "kid, back up"
Big niggas, pick that up or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con
Back with the Figures Of...
I'm hailing up the fifty herbs, stale in the house
And some people think it's shitty that I rock and it's a pity
You know
the Ruger
Nigga stunt if you want and
I'll put one threw ya
Not when I drive by, I'll walk up to ya
Not from across the street
I'll walk up to ya
Homie, you
of this shit was my fault
You checked out my fit
But don't know how much it cost
(Yea yea)
Would you run away with me
I want you by my side, I don't wanna
of a large automobile
You may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
You may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"
Letting the days
And the wind'll knock
You right back, mowed down
With the blades like grass
Still give 'um the elbow
Like I'm D the Rock
Kensei Muguruma
Captain of the 9th Division
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