visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend
Jerome I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome I remember when we run fatta get him knee blown
money and you know it Take it out your pocket and show it Then throw it like This a way, that a way This a way, that a way Gettin' mug from everybody
rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That's why my bars are full of broken bottles And my night stands are full
can't get we out of the race; Oh, man, it's just a big disgrace. The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard); The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves); The way
and sea Call it home for you and me A peaceful place or so it looks from space A closer look reveals the human race Full of hope, full of grace is the
what I'm thinking I wanna get you alone, we'll be full of that Patrone, we'll be touching and tonguing in the car all the way home On the tinted glass, hand full
the cops came through me Dre stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches They still wouldn't found out From here on out
to10 bricks 10 bricks to the fish (x4) Rick Ross: Look at my wrist Its 200 thou, that mean fuck that nigga Come and fuck me now Suck me down, Blow
like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up Yeah, Come on, Jackie in full effect Lisa in full effect, Nicky in full effect Tomeka in full
hey yo hey yoHey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo Yeah, Come onJackie in full effectLisa in full effectNicky in full effectTomeka in full effectLadies in full
willing to find a way to say, oh, my But check it out, though I done made enough money to buy my ghetto A lot of weapons, y'all and I made it, takin' out
it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money and today I ain't on no budget, searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm ready to blow, I'm feelin the
it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low Out of my mind I'm ready to blow I'm feeling the stress
dead and gone? What about them thugs that ain't even grown? What about them thugs that out here lost And ain't ever gonna find their way home? Suspicion
bum what makes it bad I had incentive But I disintegrated To a state that's stagnated I procrastinated I can't recall a day without bein' intoxicated or blowed Ain't dealin' with a full
come on gettin' lovely , I'm gettin into the money the Donald Trump money , a proud way of stuntin' and problems keep on comin' And girl you know I'm out
out the window When I rap the wind blows Ancient melodies burn slow bringing from Egypt to the age of info Age of slaves to beige and infos burnin? rage chuckin? flows out
