Now you're gone, I can feel my heart is breaking And I can't go on when I think of the love you have taken In the night, I pray for your embrace Every
: Now you're gone, I can feel my heart is breaking And I can't go on when I think of the love you have taken In the night, I pray for your embrace Every
Breathe out Now drop now drop now drop now drop (Fatman Scoop) If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
with a flick of a chick he once hit up Ridiculous but that's us niggaz On the corner from dusk 'til dawn 'til that shit Whites brought to America's gone
TOMORROW! Fuck your song! I want revenge! I got a beretta named Vendetta Time to answer for your sins nigga And when you meet your creator tell him I
than a stereo Fouler than the snake when I kill these fuckin' rappers Then show up at the burials I don't mean to worry y'all but I want y'all gone And
ladi da When I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah" Cha cha cha, who knows where the mouth goes Yeah nigga, I'm fly, so keep your fucking
name She was wit, but he was pimp like, just like Ike was Treated her like it was the Fight Club Hit her with rights, blood drippin' on white rug By the
my hand It's the silence of the lamb, go and cop another gram And twist with your zanny, work your set, work it down What's your net working plan? You
was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah" Cha cha cha, who knows where the mouth goes Yeah nigga, I'm fly, so keep your fucking mouth closed
I thought I told you Never to trust, nobody but us Now the gats must bust Malicious black viper venomous There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains
than a stereo Fouler than the snake when I kill these fuckin rappers then show up at the burials I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want y'all gone and
, now Oh, but childhood days are dead 'n' gone Well, but the memories still linger on Oh, have you ever gone swimmin' in a muddy creek With nothin' on your
ain't your plans tonight, ya hear me? See, I ain't keep going tit for tat your ass ma If your ass ain't talking right You can go back to being groupie in your
is splendid Your body extended, white chalk and forensics I'm prepared, never scared, you the least of my fears My niggas shed blood, your niggas shed tears I'm like a soldier, your
drums, snake, escape that environment. SUEDE- Wave that colt 44, bolts of lightning with Travolta grease. Strip your skeleton, it's swelterin' inside Miami Heat. Your
next time, no more whatever shit [Ghf] Cock back the Mac an say whatever [Rae] Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket [Ghf] Your Hawaiian
right now, Mr. Dibs will save the day I'll make your day out of play doh, wait, give me a beat from eight-oh wait happened to your lips, you can'
