ever, Don't ask why. Closer to you, don't ever find my way, Closer to you, make it easy, make me stay. Closer to you, yeah I will turn that night into
, Don't ask why. Closer to you, don't ever find my way, Closer to you, make it easy, make me stay. Closer to you, yeah I will turn that night into day
thing you never fuck with is my blood or my cash nigga [A.D.] You want me to get crunk You want me to pop the trunk You want me to pull out thirty miles
you never fuck with is my blood or my cash nigga [A.D.] You want me to get crunk You want me to pop the trunk You want me to pull out thirty miles burn
(feat. John Waite) [Originally by Don Williams] I've spent my life looking for you Finding my way wasn't easy to do But I knew there was you all the
you think you doing to me? Ruining me? Junior you were humoring me Crying how I repeat too many lines in rhymes That only means that you peep too many
a mile through the rearview I'll tell you one thing bout them po-po's, they don't LOVE you [E-Roc] Sheeyit, like I needed you to tell Motherfucker make
flag and a man on the rail. I think you'd better call John 'cause it don't look like They're here to deliver the mail. And it's less than a mile away.
flag and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John 'cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail And it's less than a mile away I
ain't got our heat close Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close *****'
heart I did it a lot of years, been in it from the start As time has gone by, to whom it may concern I paid close attention, let me tell you what I learned
Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile" [Esham] In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you
dim and divide, stretch for miles making track marks across what veins fail to carry. you should have taken my keys while my hands were shaking. you
BLAM*} Fuck you nigga [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin until I'm tired Cause they said you ain't grindin until you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes
closin' [Verse 3: Timbo King] You know I'm King by blood, got Solomon genes If you look close, you could see my angel wings Halo fitted, on me like the
them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit Do you care if you live or die, really I don'
flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail And it's less than a mile away