good All my niggaz love the adventures of All my niggaz love the adventures of All my niggaz love the adventures of Robbin' Hood 'cause it ain't all good Since two-eleven is my favorite
wait baby girl I'm only 1 exit away (and I'm drivin' on the highway) I'm on the highway highway highway to love I take the exit to your heart girl I
you, I promise I will make you believe That I'm in this crazy love for the long haul So think of me, think of me When you're laying on my favorite pillow
highway Running through the middle of my soul I think she knows the way to my heart (She does) I think she knows the way to my heart (She does) She
my favor and if I play my cards just right I might find an angel whose fire I can light It's 4 to 1 in Atlanta and I'm on my way tonight Here comes
so much like her favorite shampoo I'm traveling where I want, soulja's vacation My mind is so free, ? proclamation I'm so hot, haters evaporating 6 bitches on my
so much like her favorite shampoo I'm traveling where I want, soulja's vacation My mind is so free, [? ] proclamation I'm so hot, haters evaporating 6 bitches on my
go down outside, you're so perfect in pink. Black bracelet, I could never forget so let's drink up tonight. You say, you say it, it's running through my
the hallway sayin' "Sing for me singer", it's [Chorus] [U-God] It's 2002 and my, gun is a laser My, mind is my castle and my, tongue is a razor Renegade favor
hear what I just heard? Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now Listen
stomp in Harlem I'm gonna take my baby back to the heart of Harlem Nights in Harlem They never fake the funk up there I met my Cherie Amour in Harlem
vinaigrette, Savor your cigarette, 'Cuz I'ma tape your lips, Become my marionette, You curtsy, pirouette, And when my blade caresses, I scrape my bayonet, You lose your favorite
my niggaz love (the adventures of) All my niggaz love (the adventures of) All my niggaz love (the adventures of.. .. robbin hood, cause it ain't all good) [Ice Cube] Since two-eleven is my
that dont collide but when they do the crash is more like a biz-omb your favorite seasons bigati and mines is summer u use credit I rubber band wrap my
copy me, still on my bone - been ridin limos Watching crossing guards move you to the Immature zone From top to middle, down to the bottom You face the highway
that don't collide But when they do the crash is small like a facad Your favorite season is Beghotti and mine is Summer You use credit I rubberband wrap my