Rocksong is just for you And I'm singing my sad song for all like you, yes I do It's a real hard life you know it's the unfair game Feels like black
Woopty Doo! You hit the club and made it rain Woopty Doo! You spend like 50 on the chain But every 365 bro, you get a little wiser And realize all that
yo' hood, I'm with that All my niggaz if you with me Yea, I see you, holla All my bitches, if you're with me Yea, I see you, holla Yea, my whole entire
or die lifestyle for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free their grandson Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for You get your wig split back, caught
itt comes to you do the right thing or the get the right thing done to you whatever you do I just hope you got a gun with you the tommy is like a live
ya (Got yourself a gun) You from the hood, I hope ya (Got yourself a gun) You want beef I hope ya (Got yourself a gun) And when I see you I'ma take what
enemy lines So I got mine, I hope you ("got yourself a gun") You from the hood, I hope you ("got yourself a gun" You want beef I hope
won't come And we could make a feast from these crumbs And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you
defendant please stand Is there anything you wish to say on this matter Before sentencing Bizzy Bone? No man You know the muthafucka did it Well the court sentences you
, c'mon May I ask you what you headed To the West for? I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down, you can pick up yourself a pretty
in the barrel, bitch, if you test my hood It'll be your loss, even if you bring your click Get tossed and it'd do you no good Can't fuck wid my gang
time, or you betta drop a dime, or get fucked up, and yo' people won't find it all funny, well then if you cut and you act, then you dead wrong. Get ahead
how you lived so fast and you died, so wrong But since you ready to ride then come on Gangsta, live it breathe it and shit it Makin for motherfuckin
one Believe in something because most of my homies believe in nothing And paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be praying for it Eventually you'
is you motherfuckers ready for this, c'mon Do you really think you ready for this, c'mon Do you know that you ready for this, huh We gonna see if you
him on the wall for all my friends to see Like shootin' fish in a barrel, it just don't seem right It ain't against the law, you can kill 'em all night
like the possession with intent to strip you My hand, wrist, ears and neck laid Nothing but straight fire for a decade I'm in the polo rounds, polo down Feelin' like
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