and turn my swagg on. Went out hopping out the bed, cause i was sleeping on the floor back then ya'll was sleeping on the floor, used to get it on the block i had to keep it on
some new stuff Whatever it takes for you to take the dollars out If you don't intervene then there's a day she'll turn her daughter out Speaking of kids
like nothing ever could. Dark and jaded world I hated, Everything I left behind. I don't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. 4 kids
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my ground no matter what Glock glued to my hand, there's no one you can trust Niggas turned on they own nigga behind Geez If I think they won't turn on
the feelin' is ended There ain't no use pretendin' Don't ya worry - It's only love When your world has been shattered Ain't nothin' else matters It ain't
where they cheese at. Ya'll turn the red light on for a one-night stand becoming whores for some empty coors and bud light cans. If you don't care
country wouldn?t have to go to war, Why can?t we kick it and just get em on, And in the famous words of Mr. King ?Why can?t we all just get along?,
gang in LA bang on records but nigga won't bang in LA why the fuck you wake me up ... nigga im tired you a busta.. so ima light yo ass on Fire nigga
outside, but imma get my ass whopped again if I run outside, swear I was on punishment til like my tenth grade year, this new girl moved on the block light
't Don't think I still can't care cause I can't Don't think my mind won't change cause it won't Don't think I don't love you cause I don't Well all my
I WAS SORE LET ME IN OR ELSE I BEAT DOWN YOUR DOOR THEN TWO STRANGERS WHO HAD BEEN TWO SILHOUETTES ON THE SHADE SAID TO MY SHOCK, YOU'RE ON THE WRONG BLOCK
the boss, I toss Kill corny niggas with no remorse Turn my lights off, turn my mic on Yo Busta Rhymes could manifest so who'd be the true lyric icon It really don't
thoughts to you Yo, hey yo, shout out New York, Philadelphia my sword talk Praises due, the block favors you New Jers' with the guerrillas with the most sexiest birds Vehicles and shit shout out
I won't mover a The bully of the block becomes the hour of the glock So cuckooThe sounds I run are rollin' with the bodyguard But don't forget the day
torch on 'em! They gon' keep wavin' the bull until these horns on 'em! (yeah!) You fall on morning - before it start stormin' Ain't really no competition
do some new stuff Whatever it takes for you to take the dollars out If you don't intervene then there's a day she'll turn her daughter out Speaking of