got shot down, how Meech got locked up When niggas start beefin' you should give them some Ciroc Puff And pour me a shot, my own brother want me dead Worse than that, my nigga Young
my newly, Painted blue 'nee Completely out of my own mind, Determined, to be a legend in my own time, And that's why, you gots to watch the drive-by, My
stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good and your so fine Young tender, would you be mine I get you in my car, drive you to my
makes me cry I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red As young girls
bigger than me But I'll fuck you up so destructively Thoughtfully, my mack ten pop for me Got my glocks with me, come ride my block with me Intoxively
heat You can holler if you want to please I ain't runnin' with no punk crew bleed Enemies and my range is on, you're in the danger zone My fuckin' game
In the distant dawn a church bell rings Another day is coming on A baby's born, an old man dies Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye I leave my soul
human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen His voodoo spell has my soul My limbs go numb I can't control my own thought Are his now His
O come ye young of Hamlyn--you who know my tune so well, Where it beckons you must follow--be it Heaven (be it Hell). Forget your mothers grieving as
We don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well We're the bright young things Got my villain necktie and a mouth of hi-fi So sharp, I'm bleeding from my
My contract, a contract ain't no pension plan My contract, years after this my kids are still Gonna make the grand} {Tony, you, and you laugh at my brother
riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible
, high class, all that Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and twerkers I present this to you DJ [Incomprehensible] DJ [Incomprehensible] Young
come straight off my back with a gun like I?m in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle And snap back and battle my own
bat, I come Straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle and sack and crack And crack 'em and snap back and battle my own
, was making a million being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted young mind
to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Chorus - 2Pac/Makaveli] Young
can only do a show off in my own town But it's all to the good Much love to the thugs an my good And in my set much respect I wit'cha for life that cha
