Lyrics:
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
P. Diddy:
Lord, help us
Jermaine Dupri:
Come on
Bono (of U2):
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Gwen Stefani (of No Doubt):
Oh, brother,
L-are-P's
on these dark murky bloody streets of Vallejo, where I get my cheese
Never mind the trauma playa, you don't want to be wearin a helmet
I'm not
Listen...
Nicko: I'm the one out the(r)e all on me own...
Steve: I know.
Nicko: ...I'm doin' a drum solo. N' I've got fuckin' talkin'...
Steve: N' I'm
Ohh My
Stacking P's to more than get by
Fuck scraping the bottom, I'm tryna get right
Get your own ima get mine
And greatness is a process you know it
What's up n****z?
This the colonel(hu-haha)
Mr. M-P(n****)(haha)
Come 1 come all, TRU n****z ball(I told why'all)
I know there's n****s out
nothing, leave them
Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them
The red and white R6 I'll leave them
Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them
So why you talking like you
I been walkin' on this water, bone dry, hard times
R.I.P. baby, my phone died, but don't cry
Heaven's gates was closed, I went to Hell, there was
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
and start the same old way
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line, the weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine, p. s. I love you
couldn't make it over
The coach bag you said went missing, did you find it?
Them chakras I was telling you about, are they aligned yet?
Theres a fish fry
makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be
K, bring the P-U-M-P
Lay, bring the G-A-G-E
'Cause there's this gang all down the way
We gotta put 'em in check
'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit
I'm
On the news it was televised
An Astrovan on Daytons strolled by
You think I lie? O.M.B. supplies the R.I.-
P. to the busters in front of me
Sweat that ass every
the president of your entertainment
I make these chords when there's a slavery about to occur in everything I write
I hope that that's alright when you hear
.A.S.S.I.O.N.
Got me in a jam again
There's no way that I can win
P.A.S.S.I.O.N.
Her lips are calling to me
No way I can resist
Addicted to the feeling
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
but you walk on the pavement
Can't trust dem man cah dem man are fakers
That's why I'm riding solo like Jason
There sleeping on me so they need some
Kiss my ass !
Yes sir !
I don?t care who you are
I don?t care what you do
There comes a time (uh huh)
Everybody?s life (yup!)
When?
You just gotta
there's so many L-R-P's
Lone Range Pimpin' jumpin' up on this track man you underdig?
We spit these L-R-P's and we do this damn thing, real tough like
H.P. And Sunnydale, there's a playaz club everywhere you dwell
Lakeview, P.H. And Army Street, a different part of town
A different kind of freak, I
return of post.
P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor,
so it's better if my orders are obeyed!"
FIRMIN/ANDRE
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