blessed with life so I breathe deep and give praise to the most high then I, get fresh for a new day I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees turn
. GEORGE: Thank you, George. HAPGOOD: Thank you. Now when we were a child, that is, when you were a child, a boy - you were a boy? GEORGE: I was a
that st In a 4-0 a 0-e from my og And a bag of them ol' hot ass skins Some colt for this hand And some juice for this gin Aint no bitch like this bitch
Red Sea was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game?
I'm a get money nigga every day stuntin, nigga duck might get a chance after me It's a baller like I'm commin' off a free throw, shook yo head in the
we won't stop Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X) Time, time for you to die As I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight [Notorious B.I.G.] I make yo
for the screw And do it for the side and I'm a do it for you And you going to do it for me it's S.U.C. Screwed Up Click until I D I E Nigga don't get
'fuckers [B.I.G.] Yo yo.. that stupid nigga man [Puff] I told y'all to stop! [B.I.G.] He fucked up, yo.. [Puff] I pray for you to stop [B.I.G.] Yo, yo
for life, even though life ain't your game no mo' It's still the same though, and me and you can feel it I know that you up in heaven, wait for me to
can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna go for it, man I gotta get some money
blowin up Havin a pity for foes, fuck G.I. Joe He's a sucker, slap the taste outta wild motherfuckas Design a rhyme, like a plan for the government Six
in a Lex side lined by the pool the Mobb kind wit no care for the vice my crew was trife stay influenced for a selectable price the Mobb Life the lime
I finger fuck my chrome And my dogs in the penn, doing fifty to life I'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes I remember b-balling with my niggas for
with life so I breathe deep and give praise to the most high then I, get fresh for a new day I eat broccoli for breakfast and smoke my trees turn on the
's blood chiseled, the slug sizzle Pistol-whip tight, night monopoly Four 380's in the prophecy, the bigger I got Handle B-I, smoke a C-I, snuff a C-O
faught A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
stil love her. First time we met was like a dream come true, cuz these niggaz on tha streets ain't seen nothin like u. It was a red-head sunshine fresh
me angry, my skin goes green, BLAM! throw man through a window screen. Love me or hate me no in between all my friends grow indo in B.C. Get so high,
