me die When it looks like life was gettin' away From me Ohhh You loved And clothed And you fed me woman I remember Momma You're my best friend I love
die When it looks like life was gettin' away from me, yeah You loved and closed, and you fed me woman I remember Momma, you're my best friend, I love
the crowd; petals on a wet black bough' Ezra Pound found the formula our houses are rectangular but life is curved not angular so when things start to strangular remember
me one night, I am in love And what can I do and what can I say To let you know that I feel the same Please don't walk away, 'cause I know I can't be
If Peter Piper pecked 'em, I betcha biggie bust 'em He probably tried to fuck him, I told him not to trust him Lyrically, I dust 'em, off like Pledge
money I get it fast when I get to the money When I walk, it sound like 10 foots running I meant feet, I'm in deep like wet pussy I'm a purple heart
when you face to face with the 5th dawg Sneakin federals get wet I'ma predator the reap No mercy those sleep where my niggas creep And remember they crept
come test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish thee. Come
your niggas is itching Soon as pinched 'em I connect he gonna tell 'em I'm gonna tell you, you gon' get that ass wet, wet, wet We talking about non
Scar is the truth I know so much about these streets that I can walk them asleep You can't tell me shit about your hood, I walked on your beat I know
a nigga know he hell bound It's a dark road and I'm right here in the middle of it Do I walk slow or if I run am I'm missing something I took the time
speakers going hammer, speakers going hammer? [Verse 2:] I remember back in the days mayne I was broke these days soulja tell em run a hundred spokez no joke, mayne I
Ciphers in front of The Apollo as a shorty Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40 Louis, Guccis, every now and then Mauris I take too long to come
do nothin', we are nothin' I ain't pullin' my blade if I won't scar nothin' I ain't pullin' my gun if I won't shoot shit, that's useless I'll kill ya
but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove I'm in the hood 'cause I'm dedicated If I was you, I woulda never made it I'm holiday,
but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda never made it I'm Holiday
rich cuz all i of is money and sex fuckin and checks money and sex fuckin and checks bun b:verse two i say i feel i feel i feel i feel im the best
toes?) Bitch, You know I am! (Yes, I am) Struttin' as I have it Bitch, I gotta have it The parking lot shut down every time I pass it And every time I