, one, feelin' me Come through ya city with sign and drown ya energy, one One, one, one, one Now every, one It only takes, one You only need, one So feel it y'all, one One
City High, Booga Bassment Here come another one, uh I know things ain't work out for you and me, lady But don't worry 'bout my child 'Cause I'm gonna
with the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a vulture If I said I get cha, wearing it I'll fit ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture,
your throat I gotta get some, I keep thinkin' of sex I wonder who'll call my beeper next I keep callin' hoes, ain't no one home And like a punk motherfucker
all alone High as hell, my mind is gone I'm thinkin bout some brand-new shit and I'm broke I know I be a fiend if I smoke that coke But if I go back to
be tripping I didn't buy you and I sure ain't renting I said "I love you" 'cause you gave me head I didn't love you when we got out the bed If I could
$hort, tell 'em) I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit I never sold company due, I can't knock it 'Cuz the inner city public school
cause I may do in this world what God sent me if I said that I was gonna die, would I be tellin' the truth would I be lyin' would I be chillin' in
's right, that's what That's right, I'm from Miami, bitch I eat, sleep, shit, talk rap See that 745 LI, yeah, I bought that They never thought but I
my morning's coming back The whole world's waking up Oh, the city bus is swimming past I'm happy just because I found out I am really no one
's coming back The whole world's waking up All the city buses swimming past I'm happy just because I've found out I am really no one
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender? An ambition, I?ve found, can lead only to failure I do not read the reviews, no, I am not singin'
Indiana (Life Has Been Good), and one who has seen action not only at Arlington Park, but at Belmont, Aqueduct and Bay Meadows. The Devil falls for Martha hard; as only
cause yeah i said my dick is sore but i ain't say sh-t about my balls i asked (???) then we off to the next city, yeah whatever i didn't drink, all my
at me I gotta get up put this city ?fore it try to trap me I gotta leave, i wish I could stay but I?ll be home for the holidays and to those that I used
fakest ones Carolina where I made it from Cold world no blanket son Girls fast how Jamaican run Puffin on the city where the Lakers from, L-A, L-A, la la So high