for ya, drop stars for ya More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya If so, jigga be here, day
to all the fallen soldiers who died in the line of duty, you know what I'm sayin my playboy Tupac, rest in peace my playboy, Biggie Smalls, one love rest
' it, from one roll to another head then cut her In the back, another knack, now picture that with out a rubber Out the cutter twistin' green, listenin
GIGGS: Yeah, Time to get that profit all in, won't rest till all my nigga's rocket ballin', I don't even think I stopped this morning, I'm that nigga
Let's sail away past the noise of the bay Let's sail away past the birth and death of the day Let's sail away to where the blues And greens swirl into
, she was dignified and true And her love for her man was one of her many virtues Until one day, she found out that he had lied And she decided the rest
You know what's makin' me mad? Day after day I'm catchin' all of this slack Seems you gotta wear a suit, unless you wanna jacked 'Cause in the '90s, y
chicken. one day you?re here, maybe one day you?re missing,? my life ?i don?t see no speed limit, ..since a kid, terry said you might get it! terry! ? and the rest
COOL WATER Lyrics 4/4 Key: [C] Hank Williams version. All [C] day I've faced the [G7] bar - ren waste With [C] out the taste of [G7] wa-ter
she wrote And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat We went down to the courthouse And the judge put it all to rest No wedding day
cking squeezing they out here bussin? leavin? n-ggas stuck in bleedin? on the flo? bullets wet you like a semen on a hoe breathing slow man I inhale one day you tryna make rent, next day
They out here bustin', leavin' niggas stuck and bleedin' on the flo' Bullets wet you like a semen on a ho Breathin' slow man, I inhale One day you tryna make the rent The next day
But I was raised on country sunshine There's just something 'bout the morning that make each day a joy to see The nighttime brings a peaceful feeling to rest
Funky Technician I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way that I know How to play down low Punching keys like Rocky Balboa Saying rest in peace
rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever So I gave my mind a pound 'cause y'all we had it down We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest Grass
?d say?. I hate you bitch (x3) I never thought I?d say? Too many years I done paid the price Why you gotta put all this drama in my life Day after day
", while riding beside the laws And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like I'ma pause Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber