brings Well, I'm gone, it was nice to meet you But I'm gone, I'm sure gonna miss you But I'm gone, it was nice to meet you But I'm gone, I'm sure gonna
gone And I?m just a memory I hope you can recall What I was saying Was nothing but the truth Well, I?m gone It was nice to meet you But I?m gone I?m
Eight years waking up to the same ol' bitch Only thing, hang with the same ol' clique Chopper City and we bought to train till the end Slim got killed, you gone
nigga I don't give a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss A nigga outta line gone get his motherfuckin
these hustlas, I wanna flip some G's So what's up wit Baby? (Graduated from kees) We gone make this shit happen, we gone flood em out Uptown And we gone
anger lost, stranded as a youngster Stack my chesse up Cuz oneday I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss Wodie outta line wodie gone get
be out there snorin, one eye blink and you're gone Keep it cocked - and ready to pop The man makes no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was born
Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up but couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third
on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary? Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day And runnin
about to have a fight, look, look (we can throw it off nigga) (What's up nigga? What's up?) Throw yo mothafuckin hands up nigga That's right, we gone
) Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up but couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third
) Lights, Capture me, In my hometown... [Chorus:] King City, King, King City Third Coast Representer, Mississippi Switchin Lanes King City, King, King City, Third
: One day I saw a man dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand begging for a penny to survive How poor a man can be I gave him hospitality a room, a
wallet, RUN Doc with the shotty and we both catch a body with Cypress Hill Yeah! (Chorus: B-Real) We don't give a fuck, we live it up till the day we
the fun stops Bodies drop hit the floor music's off Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone's lickin shots off [Verse 1- Bizarre] You bitches is gone
it to LA, I'll still be miles away It's not my best day I'm a get some rest, God bless Dido: My love has gone (wo wo) My love has gone (has has has
