wing chong If it's a muder yea I knew it if it's personal I do it You can't fuck with me loc I even had red rags to it You get choke innocent by standards
(Instrumental) In April weather when the meadow was bloomin' we walk together to the top of the hill upon the clover when the meadow was bloomin
all, it's good to be back Stickin' to my guns, makin' a good run Takin' the right track Hey y'all, it's good to be back Oh y'all it's good to be back
be at It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back YouknowhatImean? [C-Bo] Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit It's a celebration, Young
want no funk cause y'all be the next in the long line of war stories [Chorus] [C-Bo] I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale Stackin
they only wish to be, flyest without a wing, the American dream, it's a bird, it's a plane, naw it's just me. [Chorus: Ace Hood] Let's make a toast (
chopper and tote it Dont just buy it to have it Nigga have it to use it Better grab it and shoot it Better know one thing nigga will do it to you Before you do it
t win or lose it for me the whole game's a snake Never thought of killin myself but I refuse to die upstate [Talking] [C-Bo] I remember when I had it
Blood Hounds Yall niggaz sound like Mystikal Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real BITCH! [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] You aint a made
how y'all niggas really wanted to be [C-Bo Chorus] We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride [C-Bo] It's C-Bo
her Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me Look like dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it
the metro packs saran wrapped an get it if it's money then a nigga, gots to get it hit it an quit it, but I ain't wit it less it's worth a mill ticket
(feat. E-40) [C-Bo] It's all about that, scrilla scratch, flossin a bad batch and pushin somethin luxury when it ship the sector snack my semen Drank
I guess the Lord had only one life to give It seems so trifully, bought a hill This fast nigga's life's a sin It's hell on earth, ain't nothin' worse
bet they realise I'm a real nigga [Chorus: C-Bo] It ain't no clowin this trick, real niggas'll load clips Pushin luxury cars, when we dip It's all about
hit, we empty clips til we get paid I've been a slave from my cradle to the grave Nigga, fuck the world, I was raised in hell [Chorus: C-Bo] That's
fully-auto's [Chorus x4] [C-Bo] I ain't no actor bitch My life is worser than the movies For real though, from steel toes to my uzi Pushin' Impala S.S.'s
'm looking for a reason Cuz in the Calliope it's duck hunting season My mama say boy you better let it go But I'm gonna pull an R Kelly and keep it on
