How will I know when I?ll meet an angel? How will I know that I should go, baby, go? Oh baby, how will I know when I?ll meet an angel? How will I feel
Translation: Blue System. How Will I Know.
explain the way I felt Too many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that shit was really that fly But I used to gangbang when I was younger
my family, the details on how they found me (Yes) Vigil by candle light and gather 'round me (Farewell) And talk about how I would lounge with fly women How I
I'm rollin' up, system blowin', hater's glowin' up Frozen up, Range Rover truck color Coconut I used to be broke as f***, 'til I woke 'em up I'll show you how
got? 9's and tecs, you no threat It's the beat, how you get your cake don't matter It takes heart, the lyrics been replaced with the swagger I stay
since I got the inf. Dot on your head, take all your strength Yeah, I'm in it for the green I'll get up in your seam while I'm sonning you like a nigga
gone they forget price I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock I know some hoe's for some dro you can hit the cock I know a nigga workin' 9-5
essence Messin' around with the wrong crowd, I learned my lesson Stressin' all the things that I have not I pray to God I get my uncle out the crack spot I
Big Daddy Kane) Mama said don't do crack and smoke you know 'Cause it will make your nose grow like Pinnochio Since I was only 15 I had to listen To what
fine as a mothafucka Now I'm just try'na holla at cha baby, you know what I'm sayin? This what I want'cha to do, I'm a go I'm a go to the bar And I'm
all about What? Time to take Affirmative Action son They just don't understand, you know I mean? Niggaz comin' sideways, thinkin' stuff is sweet man You know what I
sucker would She said, "How does it feel", I said, "Good" She said, "You know this ain't the way to mix business with pleasure" I said, "I know this
what You got your blue suit You got your nine But if you pop one time My trues comin' back uptight and I'm a end mine I'm nothin' but One of the best
depths within myself an odyssey through my subconscious the deeper I venture the worse it will be I don't know if I want to see as I realize my view of
and I, live or die, laugh or cry I'm all that I got, Pops and that's a lot, Hops I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop Go 'head me, tell 'em, they may
, wait to take a nigga through the system I ain't got time to play, I hit the globe on roam I'm still home a million miles away And I grind so my seeds
I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun And I dress to at Ya see I got more clothes Than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously I got bodyguards, I got
