can do this in the song, or nigga we can do this in person. Whatever you do when you cross the gunline boss, little Lay'll be puttinhis work in. ???
like us before We junking them off in dumpsters Suck these thuggish, ruggish nuts Peep this cut Make a nigga wanna do some dirt Putting in work, gotta
niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt Fuckin' round with the band Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma Everything I do
niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt F**kin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma Everything I do
your tooth won't buck But is my authenticy worth the price I be paying? All the shit I've been through Nigga, do it look like I'm playing? I'ma be down
ask do you do what you love Ima say I do if i ain't got a bride. and I always call faith like big always trying to do it big till my crib on Cribs. And
clown, today is going away So your grind, it is the road that I play That's why me go stop that, 'cause the boy left the gal Gone work pon the laptop
't clown Usually sit smoke a lil' bit or drink some brown liquor down But see it's something bout the way you make a playa wanna play So grab your glass
a savege I ran track stars back to their crib, create craters In there, I'm holding one for fun One tht plays golf, can't raise play tennis One plays croquet, and Blazay plays
What it do, what it is homes?" Direct me to something I can spend a couple mil on Still on point, no drink, no joint Nigga lying say I'm Working with
don't expect nothin' from no guy She plays aggressive, but she's still shy But you never know her softer side By lookin' in her eyes Knowing she can do
town like "What it do, what it is homes?" Direct me to something I can spend a couple mil on Still on point No drink, no joint Nigga lying say I'm Working
it again So good that I can't explain When she do what she do she gon? do her thang Over here Miss Lane Come on get fly with a Superman You ain't gotta
go with the flow But sometimes things can get a little bit Out of control Well, my old man worked his whole life In the Kaiser steel slag pit And I worked
same league, they don't play like us No stems, no seeds, keep that rolled up Bang on them hoes, we does that socket work I just had a plug for that,
you're happy right now GLINDA (spoken) Elphie, listen to me. Just say you're sorry: (sung) You can still be with the Wizard What you've worked and waited
even wanna diss him Then you call your girl like what the hell you gave me She like don't blame me better do like Jamie And blame it on the liquor nice He works
gone Slow the shit down now so I can catch it I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it Play it to the band 'cause Petey Pablo threw me a bone So I could