Come and go it'll never close I got my black boots on, gonna show up late But that's ok because we won't leave till dawn I've got my black boots on,
Translation: Young Love. Black Boots.
collaboration [Intro (50 Cent)] I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I should only love that 'presents me I love to see niggas go
early age This impressionable stage, no love breeds rage In the heart of a child who never knew his roots Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots
the black skunk The black dutch, back of the old shed If you can't live, you dyin', you can't rewind Keep it real or keep it movin', keep grindin' Keep shinin', to every young
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa,
up like you poppin' on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin' on the pill So real that it feel, keep Cochran on my heels Who rock the black and
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you' But ain't no love, bitch Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John the Pope I
't renting I said "I love you" 'cause you gave me head I didn't love you when we got out the bed If I could love you, you know I would But what you giving
my crew pop trunk in that BMW steady swang and bang on them fuckin thangs Im out the South a young G letten nuts hang I bring another young G in on this
got number one love for New York, niggas, you heard? I love niggas, I love niggas 'cause niggas are me And I should only love that which is me I love
California love the short skirts, short skirts And Arizona love the short skirts, short skirts And Oklahoma love the short skirts, short skirts And Sanitone I walk in the club, in my big black boots
) Oh L.L. I need love lookin? boy, Fake I.D. can?t get in club lookin? boy, Remember me from school? Hell naw you gets no love lookin? boy, Gangsta
) Oh L.L. I need love lookin? boy, Fake I.D. can?t get in club lookin? boy, Remember me from school? Hell naw you gets no love lookin? boy, Gangsta homo
Joc) Oh L.L. I need love lookin' boy, Fake I.D. can't get in club lookin' boy, Remember me from school? Hell no you gets no love lookin' boy, Gangsta
my muzzle Put on my hood, grab my gloves and my shovel Tie up my boots because the mud it gets thick And hit a lick so quick, they think I love this
to the back, girl you know what I mean [Verse 3] I'ma No Limit soldier and I love ya boo And her and her girl said ([Female voice:] We love you too)
like you poppin on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin on the pill So real that it feel, keep Cochran on my heels Who rock the black and back
