hideous hustlas quick to lick the silliest bustas I played the roll and ready to fold fix bitches in gold is a no-no Livin' low like de la soul it's
yeah it's fear it makes you so low and these creatures look crooked their shadows cut lines through my face and the concrete is fire where my bare feet are placed
-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep You comin back with us to South Central that's what we told him Before we stuffed him in the back of the low-low Got
y'all feel that, can y'all feel that Check it out Here I am in the place where I 'com let go But Miami the place and the sun set low Everyday like a
Here I am, here we are As it will go on forever Noise, always noise Candles burn, lights are low I haven't a place to go Life in it's constant state
your bags And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall Just one kiss from you my brother And we'll ride until we fall We'll sleep in the fields We'll sleep
in the sky Searchin' high and low, behind the do', inside the drawer Little did he know that the beat was tryin' to find a flow Stuck in limbo, how low
We in the streets playa, getcha mail It's only two places you'll end up Either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Now throw ya
We in the streets playa, getcha mail It's only two places you'll end up, either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Now throw ya
they don't know? and my hats rocked to the left, all these dirty looks be gettin me stressed. Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my pants swung low
? Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and shells In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta shells Order to go, always got a box of L's Blow, stay on the low
t sleep, ninety-five percent of the time I'm woke The other 5 is when a nigga high, hear the thugs cry And me, I'm thugged out, I just sleep on the floor
ft. Jermaine Dupri, Bow Wow & Da Brat) [JD:](scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see i go by the name of jermaine dupri dopeman fresh in the place to
quick Yo, I never knew mind power could be so deep And I never knew hardship was mine to keep And I never knew the wolves attack the sheep in their sleep
up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the low-low Solo, fo sho', homies gettin' more dough Sleeping is for dreamers on the
border, he tried to take me out,I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,He
's many a blithe young married man this night must go with me To the low lowlands of holland to fight the enemy.'' But holland it is a wondrous place
body just right, Wit a sexy smile, And you know how to get that dough, Plus the heart for red just like Bo ("Q"), You fill me up when I?m feelin? low