heat from the streets of S.C., that's me Niggaz be tryin to see me, but they can't get with me Now what? Well it's the Mistress, blowin in like El Nino
But I'm a put it on Mama Nigga, you try run up on me Then I gotta shot your head off I'm keepin' a gun on me daily Cause if you got my niggas' wrong Then
but do not hurry Life is a class and we should not worry But tell me, how long you gonna ignore Tell me how long you gonna ignore God's law? How long
fast, but do not hurry Life is a class and we should not worry But tell me, how long you gonna ignore Tell me how long you gonna ignore God's law? How
' up, hustlin' for the buck Mentally torn between just to be or not to be It gotta be it betta, be betta days ahead of me Cheddar cheese, luxuries, were never gave to me
That's when I heard Murder You're killin me, you're fillin me With sorrow, sunrise, "goobye"'s, And "missin you tomorrow"'s. I turn to see my dream Love
over here? I love her breast and I love her thighs And I love her smile and her deep brown eyes Well those first days of spring Good luck will bring me
the morning (I'm going green) Aerosol cans are terrible so I Spread the word with spray painted signs (I'm going green) Love animals for real, you see me
s your birthday!... for my birthday, ... a place to see my birthday,.. And you can roll with me, You come home with me, I love you, roll with me, Cause
Where he let his love deplete We're one and the same Two suburbanites looking for someone to blame Maybe right now you look bored enough to die Tomorrow
see the light? From Chicago, to Indiana From Mississippi, to Alabama Louisiana, even Texas Females, call me sexist But don't they love it, you know me
you call me Just as long as you dont call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago
me Just as long as you don't call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight it's over with" that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago
song Got me up in North Long Beach, smokin' a tree in bong Keep a heavy pistol, hip hop was kinda joggy Kid, back up off me, I murder you kind of sloppy
] [Verse: Tyga] Uh, Use to be valentines Together all the time Thought it was true love, but you know women lie It's like I sent my love with a text
finally hit me Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me I got a new chick, and she ain't you She Paula Patton 'thicke', she give me deja vu And
. Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings