Lyrics:
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
They're like Sonic how you dance like that
How you move like that?
How you get the bands up like that?
Work your ass off baby shake that ass off
Let
West Coast Tour
The bill included Pearl Jam
And Nirvana and was headlined by The Red Hot
Chili Peppers the second
Show of this tour was on December 28
and the boys asked the local
radio station, or asked the ballroom dancers to come up and feature in the video. They did. Puuh, pretty
good isn't it? By the way,
ion care bout a deal
Do this shit by my lonely bitch fuck how you feel
Run up on me swear i’m catchin a kill
Momma been strugglin to pay the bills
So
can't fight it, nigga, let go
Witness the sound made ya bitch ass
Bow down to Death Row
Mama, these niggas got me
Fightin' these three-strikes
Showin' up
that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
money
And that clock strikes 4:20, and you want to get high
No bills get sent when you can't pay the rent
Everyday i get bent yo so i can get by
I'm
'em to write it up as oil so dad never knew the difference
Then we'd ride around and drink Texas Pride
Listen to Bill Monroe, soon we got to be
to get rich just trying to get by
By playing for tips on a Saturday night
'Cause we owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
Gas lights blinking on our
in the air
Like you don't care
Blow your whole bag throw them bills in the air
Like you don't care
Now go get a girl get her to dance
By handing her
the police lights
And I came up real rough, right under the street lights (real rough)
Democrats, Republicans, Mr. President
Mr. Bill Gates, everybody's
This is my testament
Through every test I been
Destined to get to them bands (Bills)
Money is only a means (Means)
On the road the dream
The devil
the lights, what's the price
Do it twice, not at night
Flip the switch, give me rights
Or I'm putting up a fight
This on God, this my life
Fairly odd, Timmy
[Bizzy (Krayzie)]
Pick up you're wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
From the hood so I'm not afraid to strike
On you rats Ima squeeze that trigger tight
Elevate all my niggas taking flight
Ba ba that's the sound
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
cold
You know I'm too fresh
I might strike me pose
My niggas real slime
Keep the tissue for nose
All up for sale
Know that let em go
Came up from grams
for all the lost
Strike up the band to play a song as we go waltzing by
And fake a smile as we all say goodbye
Raise a glass for ignorance, drink
the ammunition
Sigh for all the lost
Strike up the band to play a song
As we go waltzing by
And fake a smile as we all say goodbye
Raise a glass for
heat
So Don't come up short and get killed today
If you ever see a gun and a W B then it means you got bills to pay
So Don't come up short and get killed
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
Create art while, making bucks
Stay focused while Biden snooze
Sipping booze, smoking a cig
Write it down, Ya boy is lit
Beating up on rural blocks, cant
Realbleeda – STRIKES
Never tell what I know
Lightning strikes on top my pole
They striking by my toes
Solid to the bone and never tell
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