a manakin [Chorus] If you ain't never been to jail, I ain't fuckin wit you If you ain't never post bail, I ain't fuckin wit you If you ain't never did
be But we can't yeah I know so we gotta let it go I admit I'm still hopeful real talk I ain't playing But I can't help that thought in the back of my
be i wanna go back (can't go back....can't go back) melodies awaken sorrows from their sleep i wanna go back (can't go back....can't go back) she was
you. Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow, Don't stop, it'll soon be here, It'll be, better than before, Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone. Don't you look back, Don't
you don't know You got me rocking and a-reeling Oh I don't want to know the reasons why Love keeps right on walking down the line I don't want to stand
long ago You had a knack, a knack of making women know Ooh there wasn't the time And I knew you'd nver be mine Well, isn't it midnight on the other side
t get in with the Door locked Oh god you look fantastic Time's never been so drastic Work nights for a fucking piece of plastic Old railrider Old railrider Can't
(feat. CJ Mac) [CJ Mac] I still sell around the club, grips and bloods and hoodrats, all around me Ain't nobody guards, but ain't nobody tryin' to clown
up out it nigga. Don't flinch. Don't Move. Don't break. My bottle will make ya body shake sucka. Don't flinch. Don't Move. Don't break. Or today is gon
tha rippla type guys (yeah) We ain't no punks round here We gonna ripp one den get ready to fuck a hoe or somefin For so long [Chorus:] Don't be no
She's broke as a joke, I don't want yo bitch I want some rope and a gumbo mix I Mutombo hits, slap a bitch out the air It ain't fair I'm a California
Et Finger Up , Eat Stulee, Don't Tattle Tale The Number One Rulee You The Jumpers The Boys The People Slipped In The Game Sellin Toys To People I Avoid People Don't
in butter i'll rob ya brother pimp the blood out ya mother im mr. stupid-doo-doo dumb, somethin terrible tell em how we come... [chorous] S.T.U.P.I.
the house Eternal warfare with heavy weaponry Me and my soldiers ain't scared, You get a bullet to the head in trainin' if you don't aim for the head
hoes But I don't love them hoes hoes hoes hoes Wop don't love them hoes hoes KL don't love them hoes hoes Fiend don't love them hoes hoes Coonts don't
ich will wirklich nicht reden doch keiner kann mich ficken hoes und das schwore ich jedem und es geht Hook M A S T A T ich bin der Mac der Macs der