It was the night that you had left us You were so gone when they found you It was the hour that you had come back You were so gone All of the reasons
new act, on to my new script B-tches better have they thoughts before approaching I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other n-ggas Do things all before living
And it sure was hard to say goodbye To Willies and Laura Mae Jones The cotton was high And the corn was growing fine, yes it was But that was another
I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed
I had the Beamer? Goin' through tough times and knowin' the other side was greener We had a dream, we pursued it 'Member that conversation, all or nothin' before we lose it
move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make
? You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow? What you gonna do when it's your turn to go? What you gonna do when it's your turn to go? What
the colors tell 'em hell to the No you pussy muthaf-ckas remember cop my 1st lamb it was Black and Yellow you know it had to match the watch so it matched
waiting on the other Waiting on the other side It's better if you don't understand It's better if you don't understand It's better if you don't understand It
hands of lesser men Jesus and JFK, and Marvin, and Biggie, man I wonder if like after death was ever fair for them? Live in the moment, I was never
thinkin' back Thought 'bout a couple long-lost summers I didn't know whether to cry or laugh If there was ever anybody Deserved a ticket to the other side It
nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault
Africa Will stop chillin And start killin Race war (8X) Every night I pray That people get this shit together one day But this country ain't with it America was
happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn the other fuckin
they goin' out like that man? Yo, sellin' out like it ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother from L.A. South Central, I live life
checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They'
this name of it is Fame and it's all up in my blood Tyna suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living like
