, yo we blazin wit the heat And we all true thugs, till we d-i-e [swan] From crow hill, I blow smoke, till I choke, that's a regular I blow domes for
eyes When I opened up that magazine It was the finest girl I ever seen I think I knew her face I saw her hangin out around the way Watchin all the players
at noon? Now that came to me as no surprise 'Cause last week I went up the coast I met a cute little girl that was all the way live And callin' her
This is the dress that I made This is the child I brought up And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid This is the perfume I wore This
of nice things for me and I won't forget him All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss I don't know any more than this Po' boy, pickin' up sticks
Strangers all around me said no one knew my name I came to take the back this land, I came to stake my claim, yes sir The farm is all I've ever known
to all of our verses Said you're learning all the words and counting all of the curses And I don't know where I'mm going cause I can't seem to see Beyond
This song is about maria A close friend of mine Who lost herself in drugs She told me to wait for her But guess what... She never came back And I'm still
i do! i swear i like your hair. it goes good with your snake. and that tattoo is really you. how long did it take? no, i didnt know you were a dancer. i
a giggity-giggity gangsta And keepin' a motherfuckin' slug up in the chamber I Don't Give a Fuck like 2Pac I get a fuckin' thrill when I see a cop drop
, you mothafuckas I'm tryin' to tell you why I'm legit Nigga I will bang bang 'Til I break a spring in the mothafucka I'm with it all day, I get love
How much I loved her Oh, I don't think she knew Is this the thrill of the chase? How can I keep up the pace? Is this the thrill of the chase? How can
, wait, wait, this ain't my crowd no more. No, this ain't my crowd Out form the cold came a girl born in Silance making her way thru the crowd words ain
steppin', I got the weapon Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe that I love to kill, I love the thrill And I love to put a nigga
the summertime First time I heard Johnny Cash sing I walk the line I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I
Oh, you won't be sorry My poppy, I'm your mommy M-E-T-H-O-D, Man M-I-S-S-Y, I am I came came to bang bang the boogie I see you lookin' to bang out my