come on I tell the whole story nothin' but truth Halloween throwin' eggs from the project roofs and Pete and Lee young G's with a gift of gab and tryin
burns down I can get it all back All back Plus a brand new cadillac That's right Cadillac Roll it mama Roll I can live careless I can live careless and
little lazy rappers, obviously we never figured this would be the lick and we'd be next to shine. And we got everybody screamin' and singin' but these
so I dive off the cliff. Hear the little kids scream; they don't know I got wings. 'Til I sprinkle them with the dreams, and I hit 'em with the gift.
my soul, And just know that I grow colder the older I grow This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold And this load is like the weight of the world And
doc I need a change in sickness and gave a girl herpes in exchange for syphilis Put my LP on your Christmas gift list You wanna get high, here bitch
and an American Hot? ?I?m talking geezer I want to know please? ?She?ll have a Caesar with no anchovies - And two Peronis? he makes a note I look back at her and
The frame of mind so {?} like cleansin the mic Let the imam pray over my head and wash Thoughts, sterilized, purified, Godly Watch us gift men and fetch
fuck} (What the fuck you looking at man?) {I need like five sales in a row, man Y'all niggaz fall back} (What the hell my niggaz at, man, straight up and
4: Rock and roll girlfriend] [written and sung by Tre Cool] I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend
of nothingness from which you came, and flowers grew and roses bloomed to form this garden of a life you've made. And in this city you once knew as hell
So what the fuck you think they'll do to me? But I'm the O.G. and I bust back (boom boom) Bust back (Boom boom!) peel a cap (BOOM BOOM!) Gimme room in
positive messages, no redeeming value, hated and feared By the establishment, it changed the course of the world" [SLEJ] Ride as my jabos, cocked my straps watcha back
they move it, and flaunt it They shake it and sway it, we'll die just to lay it We try to supress it until they undress it And beg 'em to use it, and
and habitat Black on black crimes and crack 9s we clap They cuff your wrist behind your back The ghettos infested with drugs and police A wino with no
blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good with a six-pack a that Colt 45 just like I should And if I could, I will, I might, get blowed tonight If thangs
and set me free... And thus, chained to the very bloodthirst growing stronger in each fulmoon-night. And my call reached the tombs in the moonlight and
I call your holiday hell-day Cause I'm from poverty, neglected by the wealthy Me and my niggaz share gifts, e'ryday like Christmas Slay bitches, and party
