the piano I never played But you left with something so much more You walked out of my front door I'll let this out, sing it loud I'll scream it out
by the ocean waves The cigarette smoke that fills the air This is what I live for This is what I live for Yea this is what we live for This is what we
My hands beg the question, My tongue has failed to mention And I'll keep you breaking promises With each every kiss Keep this quiet don't let yourself
are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest Rap artist and I'ma start this
Pookey the pussy be controlling me That thang keep calling Fuck maintain, boy, I gotta keep ballin' Pink bottles keep coming James Bond coupe, pop clutch one-hundred Vibin' to the music this
,this is what I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter Squeeze the trigger I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
I'm a constant fool for you So I'm putting my things on the u haul And I'm blockin' out your number when you call No conversation, you can keep your
should keep it, between me and you the crowd is talking must be someone you meeting i think she's jealous she's seen us two (me and you) gotta keep it quiet
what? This is Bone Thugs niggas Thinkin' I told you but we put it down like that And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it And keep on movin
smoke, we choke, you know we blaze Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up? Parlay, come around my way Lay keep it real, keep it real Peace be still
Not the nigga To bow down to the law I'm not that nigga To snitch and I'm not that nigga you saw I'm not that nigga To switch, I keep it hard to the
nobody shit She keeps it cool, she said that pussy's mine And because the way I rhyme, she let me fuck her all the time I'm thinking about keeping this
Yo Nas I don't think they wanna fuck with this Gangsta shit, for sure (Danger, danger) Check it out It's on, and once again I bring niggaz the rough
it comes to makin love But you and me baby This is real... And that's why it's... [Chorus] (Number one) Sex that we're having Here girl Ooh (this is, this
, black out Smoke hit they lungs, make 'em UFC tap out No plan B, it was nothin' else to map out So we throw stones while we living in this glass house
hands up if you're out here gettin' paid Sha man, just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid One, two, three, the crew is called B.D.P.
