I blow a little smoke on you? Dark Beauty, Won't you move it on over and make some room? It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers
in and out of Newcastle, Playing Rhythm and Blues They had nothing to lose They didn't need that tin-pan hassle Over the Reeperbahn where the beat was born
t believe you) It's a good good feeling, oh yes it isa?¦ (I still don't believe you) Ohhh, I don't care if you don't believe me (I don' believe you) It
Tobacco Road you're dirty and you're filthy but I love you cause you're my home, baby You are my home the only life I've ever known You are my home
baby we were born to run Oh honey, tramps like us baby we were born to run Come on with me, tramps like us baby we were born to run Ru-uh-uh-un
fame watchin slippin tryna play me this ain't monopoly you won't collect the ah...and you can't pass all Prechorus) already know just what you thinkin when you
My fate decided I'm a dead man walkin' I'm a dead man walkin' In St. James Parish I was born and christened Now I've got my story Mister no need for you
your friends, send this to everybody Tell everyone you know, tell everybody now If you get infected, you?ll wish you had never been born So before it
like the way you work it Trump tight all day, everyday You're blowing my mind, maybe in time Baby I can get you with my ride I like the way you work
up/ All my thugs, I salute you, stay true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good
war now check it something has got to give We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay
them po'est that's the coldest. You can suck us; you can blow us. From the clipper from the shoulders; you gon' pay us if you owe us. From the East-side
with. Whateve r you claim, you better get paid. Shit. Krayzie: If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you, better get ready for war. If you
upon a time, There was a little young nigga runnin' wildin smokin' weed, and if you was lookin' for whatever, he can get you what you need, down thugsta
you, clones, You gotta give credit when credit is due, Why wouldn?t they give it ta Bone? If you ever gave props to the masta, thanks, Now you thinkin
A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing Rollin, ridin, slowly slidin Creepin up in da corners where you hoes be hidin Takin you over in ways you never
Is you a bitch nigga?, you a bitch nigga! Look at yourself and then analyze me! This motherfucking G I can see the flaws in you, you got girl drawers in you
) Long as you was ridin', you ain't need to have a gang (let's do it again) And even back then chicks was starvin' the church status (do it a) You even