forever I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine so I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck That's 22 too's for y'all
is money All I see is greed Bustin Heads to the fact Trigga finger on tha squeeze Nigga please Iheard you was workin for them focks That's tha reason
they chesse and they hoe mafio (mafio) niggaz know (niggaz know) when them real live G's hit the dow (hit the dow) [Chorus 2x] [8 Ball] I gotta 22 not
me now, I'm gettin' down, check His beatings Didn't get mad but the Savior kept grieving He created earth for His own reason Yet we make theocracy a mockery
right out of high school Five years of getting high and fightin' at a drive-thru And when he hit 21, they made a son But on his 22nd birthday, the relationship
Verse 1 May 22nd, 2005 was the day. Promise to you baby girl, my feelings stayin this way. Never wanna hurt ya, never will i leave you alone. Everytime
instead because there's nothing like a kiss from the summer or a dance in the fall's calm rain sing along, sing whatever you want just please please sing with me i got a few reasons
years old, cuz you only wearin gold, So you badder than me, cuz my first joint went triple P, and no matter wut I do, when I step in the 2, the girls dey love me, only reason
[Genesis 3:17] He wore a 4-piece he's doin' all day [Proverbs 7:22 Genesis 6:11] He had put on Front Street: plenty to say [Proverbs 18:6-7] Started
the weak I sink like a fish, I wish upon a ghetto star If the enemies come thru and ride on me they won't get far Big homey got out, hold 22's on a hang
Theres a time for everything and everything has its own reason/ even when u stop believin and ur heart just starts bleeding/ ur lungs just stop breathin
semi on any who envy Got plenty of deadly ammo for anyone tried to tempt me The cannibalistic animal in me Is the reason there's no manager with me 'Cause
[Verse 1:] May 22nd, 2005 was the day. Promise to you baby girl, my feelings stayin this way. Never wanna hurt ya, never will I leave you alone. Everytime
teach them the young youth for good reasons, be smart Braveheart, protect your family, let the rest starve 6/15/76... I hit the earth 11:22 thats the
Like that) It's like this and like that The summertime season Thank you Lord, oh Father These are the reasons [Chorus: Fingazz (Mister One)] Reasons (The reasons) The reasons
evil laughing] [Hook x2] Bitch go hard, or you'll go home If you can't handle it uh-uh don't touch it, leave it alone This some grown man shit, no reason
shit I'm an original kid who had a goal fucker and I'm living it "Come on Eddie Haskill there's no reason to swear" I don't even have time to walk the
out erra Of course we're about to stir up Some shit thick as Mrs Buttersworth's syrup It's the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves Just for no reason
