Lyrics:
reach
Nigga you a hoe, I would never fold, kinda like that song by Jay three
Nigga that's me, I'ma play your cards like a SD
Head it make me smile, nigga
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
Would you please
Let me slide a few words
Under your door
And would you please
Let me slide a few words
Under your door
The first three
it inside ya
Fucking till we sweating, it is a sauna
Plans to blow up like we're Osama (bush)
This a rap song so marijuana (kush)
Joints, blunts,
for two or three nights
Then I put it on pause 'til the moment was right
I went away for months until our paths crossed again
She told me I was never
ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon
Dragon imma give her ass a special glow, hit her with a combination up - down 2x(left right) calling play's like a Lebron when I'm in the spotlight
Round 3, Round 4
Dick was hard when I came through the door
Got me calling him Oliver Twist
Please Sir I want some more
Give me some of them throat babies
If I'm hungry fuck some food baby I want you to eat
You a self made boss bitch I know that thang sweet
I done know you something special from the day
TAKE OFF (INTRO)
******(Verse 1: Eddie Meeks)
Knockin' days down, yeah it's gettin' so close
And I'm hoping this travels from coast to coast
Way back
hold it down and I mean all the way down
Don't under estimate the three that you see
That all i know can't take the hood outta me
Cause what i got I
Little Red. I should have known from the first time when I
realised their special connection, that I just didn't fit in to my
father's plans. And as I
Finally got up enough courage
To stand up
Felt a lot of hope and dreams
Doors slam shut
When a world that I’m livin in
Seems to give a f***
When
of thinking
That was the worst of the crimes
By the time they killed Ms. Bonnie
She had already died 3 times
A full moon was flyin’
The wind was high
What good is freedom?
God laughs at people like us
I see it coming
Like a light coming down from above
The clouds roll by and the moon comes up
I see it coming
Like coming down from above
The clouds roll by and the moon comes up
How long must we live in the heat of the sun
Millions
gunning
Now that I figured it, she put the waiter on
It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day
of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day was gone
How dare this nigga even think that he could take us on
Smoke
nothing wrong with me
Two, nothing wrong with me
Three days since the living room
Three, nothing wrong with me
Four, nothing wrong with me
I realized it's
more.
'cause it's time for mc ren to settle the score.
I got a urge to kick down doors.
At my grave like a slave even if the ren calls.
Clouds are
out of his door
Without making a sound
The tracks on the ground
Made by one person's shoes
They came and they suffered
Enduring abuse
8 @ 3:01 PC3
three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set
three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set
back now
I won't make that mistake again
And no I'm not getting knocked down
I'm seeing this through to the end
But even though you put me through this
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