you call me Just as long as you don't call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight it's over with" that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago
call me Just as long as you don't call me bro I bet they knew as soon as they saw me Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago
shows You're already gone And you're already gone Down the road All on your own Check please, Louise What did I expect? And you're already gone Down the road
the darkest night We see heaven's light Shining on the new born king What's that star that's shining Oh, so bright What's this road That we must follow
Since we talked half the night Feelin' good, feelin' right Words were spoke brought us close When we touched it was overdose On the road you're back there
were here with me Right here by my side, 'cause I'm window, window dreamin' 'cause I'm window, window dreamin' Every time I find myself on the road Miss
on my body 'bout due for a tune up In this gas station, food ain't really helping but I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder Of exactly
on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly
to fame Cheering them up when their spirit is low Quarter for the jukebox, coffee for the road Truck drivers everywhere, some send out to me Like Dick from Chicago
then I settled down inside He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land"
will make it to where we'll have plenty So we waited, should we put this out? We debated But working with Quincy we were elated So now we on the road
do 360 (Neva do three 6s) Otha niggas tryna dis me be (Under these prefixes) Non ill mouth Functional (N9ne) Rambuctional Neva let up off a heated mic till I'm comfortable Road
bang Hit us with (lyrical ??? make em ask 4 it) (Makin hella hoes getta nut) (Make em put a rose in dey butt) (Betta hope she a slut) (Nigga road neva
flip If I'm high in my ride, then I gotta dip Quick to losin my composure, but I can't slip It's been a hard road, and I been walkin this And did a lot
, bitches, bitches I'm fuckin' with these out of town bitches Every other city we go, we fuck thems' pimpin' hoes Some Louie Ville, to Little Rock, Atlanta, to Chicago
ne a slight misconception of leizure don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but spirit, excellence, further down the road, these are the tools you'll need further down the road
Chicago Green she was the ice cube queen of blue She got a tip from Aunt Mary, said.(?somebody?) was in love with you She was so nieve,, famous for
it up now (It's a Big Daddy thing) As we send this out to New York City Can't forget the posse down in Philly Also in Detroit (It's a Big Daddy thing) Chicago