home. Blind fear all around me. Dark night is falling down. I've been left here on my own. You know that there is no place like home. Darker side
she like thugs I'm a bad boy like Diddy, take that Then she sent the text that read, baby, I'm at home Then she sent another one that says she's all
Are you kidding? Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights Look, it comes with a toy, he, he, I like that I wanna number 4, number 6 and throw in a plastic
you'll find that in the parkin' lot You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for Zone 3 4, 5 and 6 as well as 1, Atlanta, I'm forever, son Still
bingo Enzo, dat straight bingo Phantom, dat straight bingo Concept, dat straight bingo Pullup, keys straight bingo Yo momma, straight bingo Bingo [8x] Ahh, It's Gucci! [6
I grew up in the 1980's In a 4-bedroom house My family, my Grandma, 3 or 4 Aunties Uncles and Brothers In and out of prison daily At certain times when
like cooked food Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move We was together on the block since we lunch We shoulda been together havin' 4 seasons
coming home Fed up with the lies and the slip ups But tonight I'mma flip up Something sexy on do you like a pimp does Cooking dinner when my 4 inch
the concert you didn't have to But you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For 4
V.I.P. (P) I'm rubbin' on her booty (booty) She's comin' home with me (home with me) [4 - Jamie Foxx] I'ma take you for a ride (ride) I'ma drop 6:45 (
you love so well I cannot go where you're going Still I'll be where you are Take my hand and I will never give up hope You inhabit my heart 4. Home
be my niggas we out on the grind Know now for wealth Together forever still one of a kind Got love for the thugs that grind (All the way) [Verse 4: Bizzy
drank my piss I stuck my fist up in her cock, she didn't budge or move it Sucking and fucking, man she loved to do it I bust 4, 5, 6 nuts in her mouth
cause we out'chea Hopin they don't have to figure out what we bout'chea [Chorus] 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, 5th Ward - we out'chea 6th Ward, 7th Ward, 8th
the kind that they pray on, spending half of their day on Lay on, niggas for days just shots spray on My sound system knock and in pound Tupac 6-4 jumping
kind that they pray on, spending half of their day on lay on, niggas for days, just shots spray on my sound system knock and in pound Tupac 6-4 jumping
chain swing Hustlin, Hustlin Verse 3. It was a cold Day in 1996 Fav bar Reasonable Doubt Over Before that day, we aint know shit about hova He was talking Cristall, and 4.6
i got bricks on me. 4 byrds in a half on my wrist on me.bout 6 mo chickens round my neck homie.i got bricks on me, bricks on me. verse 4: im ridin right
