m starrin' in your magazines Now every day and week Back then, they call me K-fed But you can call me Daddy instead Back then, they call me K-fed But
[Random streaming, laughing and grunting] [Bridge:] Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy all your thing on me. Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy
was standing beside her (Standing beside her) She bit off more than she could take And now she's fed to the fire (Fed to the fire) Fed to the fire (Fed
Whale bones, small stones, flags waving in the hands of the broke and homeless, dig deep, dig fast, we're screaming for the kids that'll finish last.
?Por que has hecho sonar hoy las campanas? ?Por que has abandonado las callejas que te vieron pasar dia tras dia? ?Por que te has ido, amigo Federico
There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath And there he stood surprised and
meet face Tie this rag round my head, blow two bags to the head Keep the K by the bitches and the South stays fed [Chorus] [Third Verse] All you wannabe
doe) Them brick niggas sick with the hustle, and sick with the flow Just so you know, we gon (get that doe) [Hook] [H.A.W.K.] This for my block niggas
off Wide body Denali, I'm riding Y2 grey Tell the FED's I ain't scared, I'm down with the D.E.A. E.S.G. and Big H.A.W.K., got boys under our wings I'
Hook] Million dollar block Spot is hot, but we gon mash to the top These FED's gon watch The cash don't spot, million dollar block [H.A.W.K.] On my block
basis Take it from Clay Day, Laf Tex the go-getter C-O braniac, with a payday about cheddar [Hook] [H.A.W.K.:] On the streets of Texas, we mob like
I make it senseless, to end up dead or in the FED When I can spit lyrical heroin, and make bread [Hook x2] [H.A.W.K.:] You bitches pathetic, you niggaz
I ain't goin' nowhere no how What you wanna throw down Better bring your guns pal Cuz this is the day we make 'em pay Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K
it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?) Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs (Where K
shots changed my whole life, throats were slit Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters Niggaz tried to kill me, and I fed
50 Twin:] Biggie, 2Pac, Aaliyah, Left Eye Lopez Shyne got ten years, for trying to cover another man head R. Kelly need to pray, Scarface harassed by the FED
had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K
ma motherfuckin trip I come trippin through yo' set, bustin off my tec I gives a fuck if you's a Blood or a Crip Nigga from J.F.K. to L.A.X. I'm back