old) Lost Trell at 12, life in jail Ain't it funny how the money makes you Separate the real and fake? I started off small-time victim of the game A Monte
is such a hard thing, it?s such a price to pay To be all alone in Paris with true love so far away Up upon Mont. Martre when she stops to rest awhile
the glock 17 as the sirens race to the scene Tryin to get dough, like Pablo, today, fuck tomorrow Seats for carro, as I recline in Monte Carlo I got the
I didn't even know a young lady could look that good I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some
tears of pain Till that happy moment when Darkened clouds roll by and then White and fluffy clouds Adore the sun once again Cheryl's Solo: When I was young
Check it out check it out Kurupt & 'Cat live live live...the Road Dawg Assassins Blaze on...yeah who dat who dat who dat? Kurupt...Young Gotti back
Cobra Jet unservable I'm a Ford man, never bored, man, I got collection Smash on a Chevy, then I smoke the intersection Give us a parking lot and let the sideshow commence Young
flipped down watchin me in it wip ya like a key brick, hear me 'for you see me bitch she''s on the back seat rollin quarters like a meter bitch young
lost Trell at 12, life in jail. Ain't it funny how the money makes you seperate the real and fake? I started off small time victim of the game, a monte
them (Them heavy chevys shortay) Yeen know about them (heavy chevy shortay) [Big Kuntry:] Now how you tame a young baller That rides Surburbans, Caprises Candy Impalas, Rasberry Monte
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to little Haiti Cause it's Busta... (Luda)... and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin' ugly Weezy tell 'em what you rep... (I represent Young
to the swans The count gave me a jet black saddle to ride upon Showed me the view Showed me the horses And he showed me you And you were young as morning
pain Till that happy moment when Darkened clouds roll by and then White and fluffy clouds Adore the sun once again Cheryl's Solo: When I was young
says we oughta take the show but tell you the truth i don't wanna go cuz there's this real good game of split hi-lo and tattooed young dark haired
now i'm smokin everything i'm spendin Goin down, cop a quarter pound now we in here blowin it Wait a minute where's the bowl at? Young Dre done got me
(Feat. Asu, K-Mont, LaReece) [x3] What a wonderful world, world, world, world Is this really a wonderful world, world, world? [Chorus] Out in the streets