spent with friends. it's not enough. i'm drinking by myself tonight, and that's alright. because i know that. friends like these, we don't need a reason
time spent with friends. it's not enough. i'm drinking by myself tonight, and that's alright. because i know that. friends like these, we don't need a
a time that I almost loved you You showed you ass and I saw the real you Thank God you blew it Thank God I dodged the bullet I'm so over you So baby
jam one tha oneway dawg Look cuz you aint gettin' away without no gunplay fall You gone be in a hospital a.k.a. we never close In a morge with a tag on
Bet I ain't trippin', cause I don't give a muthatfuck [Lil' Wayne] I be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street Hot Boys they ride with me, like a
got the charges threw away Gave the judge a half a minute told 'dem have a nice day Suga slim and Baby got the charges threw away Gave the judge a half a
: (feat. Bullet, Juvenile) [Verse One: Bullet] No bitch is a bitch until she suck my dick When she do that that makes her a dirty bitch {you hesrd}
holes in the wall With our feet - stuck in the mud Beating the cottons of a promised land Feeling worse that you look Knowing one bullet will take it away
Unpredictable, you gotta throw it away Girls are so unpredictable, bull, bull, bull, bull, bull You tell that girl everything that you wanted to And then she wanted a
with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role model
here [Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] Never discuss cheese around a mouse Nah I got a grimey team that'll probably empty a clip on Big Momma's house Damn her eyes a
and find out What's the cause of this excitement One brother was a dopefiend And the other was a dopeman And the dopeman had a AK Said he'll spray an
prison of seclusion Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught Shot up or shot down with tha bullet
life Well give me grab it I was born inside a love zone With a glock-nine young marriage It's critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a
ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot, I learned not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes, was taught lessons A young nigga askin questions
a G (Let's get ready to ruuumbllle!!) 1 - [2Pac *speaking over background*] Now you know how we do it like a G What really go on in the mind of a
t stop My 9 goes pop Your body drip-drop Throw that ass in a zip-loc (Rated R) Now you've been hauled away in a body bag Get your Sammy D said how your
test will find a bullet in they chest put ta rest by a brotha who was hopeless grow up broke on tha rope of insanity how many pistols smoking coming from a
