, won't stand by And let a nigga do his dues Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the [Chorus - repeat 2x] R - realest niggas puttin it down O
wanna know. Tonight we'll get our kicks. Tonight we're all letting go! 'Cause we're all Dead Ramones! Sore back! Sore feet! A ragtag army and we're sick
it hotta 'Pac the rawest ridah, he don't live in silence nigga he live insyde us 4ever in a week and a half-15 yearz, century 2 century- Tha row trilogy
to go. You know you may have to go on your own. You know your going out in style with a smile, cause for a little while you know you've got a son in me
Three simple words Who am I? A human being Who am I? This weird thing Who am I? Not what I seem Repeat all [x4] [Chorus:] Who am I ? D.R.I. [x3] D.R.
re a coat-tail rider That's why I'm so glad we're through Your brain's a short circuit That's why I'd rather jerk it Than spend another night with you
can't seem to save Pay my bills or behave If it wasn't for that monthly bill I'd be a millionaire "hey guys, up here in front Just pull up a chair Girl
There's a reason why he remains free Hides behind the cloak of the clergy He was a man, they were just boys Human beings, not just toys A god who'd allow
making my living Singing my songs Doing my thing, dig I had a dream So I made some plans Things have a way of working out I found a few people And formed a
Most fabulous find I had to explore everything All the drugs and drink Cut my dick off with a butterknife in the sink Lived in jail for a thousand or
dealing with fools You stab them in the back And break all their rules There's only one way to be When you're making it with she You've got to play a
to better days [Verse 2:] I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout to start a verse And somewhere in the world somebody bout to start a hearse
have a little Willow She can shave the sides put a couple lines in it And we can have spitzers put a couple limes in it Throw a Bar Mitzvah put a couple
Hood the driver was ready to (Shake) Guess he ain't seen a real Blood hand (Shake) Or a crack fiend walking down the block with that (Shake) Everybody got a
to Paris Puff we can run a train Cause I wake up with sex on a plane Sippin' sex on a beach, havin' sex on a plane Game, she callin' my name But I don
a st-a-ar Tell a nigga ballin' by the emblem on his ca-a-ar So fa-a-ar, so go-o-ood This is what they call me in the ho-o-ood [Chorus] You smokin',
Stay blunted nigga I gets money You niggas spittin to get cars and cop cribs Can I live Drive that bullshit off a bridge With a Jesus piece under my polo
panties down girl we gon have a pussy fight, [x2] I said pull yo panties down we gon have a tongue & pussy fight, [Game:] Aye you know I've been waiting a