Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
Fee fi fo fum, I see the beast close by
But an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye
Soon we'll all be blind, over time, over time, over
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
of a gun
I'm such a son of a gun
I'm such a son of a
One time for the dead and gone loved one's
Two times for my homies that are on one
Four five feel like
Indistinguishable from LA
When i'm dead they will all be sorry
About all those times i borrowed money
About all my unrealized dreams
To go to school for cosmetology
Once upon a time not long ago
4 way befo da dayz I wuz known 2 flow
I wuz showin str8 luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks
Even by tha thugz wit
who you are
You were never for me from the very start
Thought I’d fail but you were dead wrong
Now I’m long gone, in foreign cars, rockstar
Screaming
man gotta plead
So much time, there's help they need
By God, I wish they stop killing my brothers
It's the Lucifer they see in the color
One was
all night long?
50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond
Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb?
Sadq keep it cool and calm with
keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
Danger times, danger times, danger times
Danger times
Danger times, danger times, danger times
Danger times
It's on
A dead body found wrapped in
the front row
Air (ear) you then trunk you like Dumbo
Cause the shell is sent out the gun
Will a long nose like an elephant
I finger fuck the gun I pop a lot
keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're
keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're
love
No matter what you do money
Stack your guns and ones
Is you with me?
Well throw your hands in the air
All my thugs and soldiers
Fuck it even
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid watch your back one time it's comin' always
They lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I'm
long before you dead
When you wired up it ain't no smilin'
See all of them wildin', and these niggas is violent
Little do you know your time could
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me
" niggas know what time it is
(baby
want, check up a Tastees
Dem long time badness played out
Dem just got pay mouth
Pussy, yuh fi know seh when mi buss my gun
A nuh tuff chat sail out
drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' "Fuck You!"
[Ja Rule] [01]
Ya'll niggas want to dead.. (who?)
Then want to ride.. (who?)
the concrete, that's a fact, I can get you bombed off of contact
Either you get fat or you fall flat, boy it took a long time to adapt
I'll be dead and gone
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