you ruckus bitch Enough of this, bullshit talkin let's start wettin shit Peep the etiquette of a nigga that's known for settin shit Chorus [rustee jux] When the weather get
nobody was ever as clever still cant figure how the put it together sittin in the room where we first got lost in one another just trippin off the feeling of together
's a party over here) Then where the party's at? (Yo, the party's over here) Now I rock parties and keep concerts pumping Girls that's single, we can probably work something Let
your lame flow represents Everything hoe in every color in the rainbow Sayin' Proof's name will get you strangled Let my nigga rest or I bet you you gon' be sleepin' with the angels
bailin Laugh now but cry much later Ya see when niggas get together they get mad cos they can't fade us Like my niggas from south central, los angeles
change Just let go And let it flow, let it flow, let it flow Everything's gonna work out right, Y'know Let go, and let it flow, let it flow, let it
We built this together. Still, in all he had me set up I should of known better I let it ride for too long Let it slide for too long Let it hide for too
some beasts when we can let off them leeches We go and get it, get ya weight up And when them camera flash you ain't never gotta ask it's that's Boosie
quiz What's black in black, yo, and kills another? An ignorant sucker that isn't labelled as a brother But another So now it's time we evolve And get together
piece of love and a pit full of demons [Verse 1] Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends who grew up together and shared ends Nobody stepped on nobody's
's like (?) umbrella where bullets and lies both spray together My mind scream like Al Green "Let's Stay Together" How could a nigga be so scared of change That's
Never Wanted To End It Like This I Guess You Gotta Let Go To Know What's Being Missed And I Still Do Wish That Things Could All Be Different But What's
get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder fuck wit Jesus He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies Let's get pumped for
Get your money mayne, go get your money mayne (yeah yeah) Go get your, go get your money mayne (get off me, get off me!) Go get your, go get your money
foul sinnin the killin now And then nobody gets in the middle together And they tell the nigga it good to be back From prison but don't nobody feel him
together(we stick together) Like a goon(like a goon) And a snicker... behind me ha honey, she buy whatever Angel sent from heaven, thanks for putting us together! [Chorus:] That's
every way Your friends gon hate but I don't care what they say Me and you together nobody can break us up Our love is so tough-girl I can't get enough
it.. plain as day Look how it FALLS down Falls down upon everybody! This is it [Lateef] Looking, over a city, that's gritty, and rather pretty A pity, it's