ll ever need, so go away. Keep your lies. For every wish, there's hope and time. (x 2) For every wish...
, too far for police to find With girls who look 'Rican and Guyanese combined I gotta make sure my niece is fine She get every doll for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter
some weed And every now and then I sip some Hennesey And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble Uh Oh here come the po po Yall
blowin some weed And every now and then I sip some Hennesey And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble Uh Oh here come the po po
nowhere to turn to (When all of this music shit play out and you trapped wid no way out) [Verse 3: Wish Bone] Now all ah y'all niggas tough Y'all ready for
off the 9 9 The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time Nigga beware cuz here come the Clair Mobbin' like them soldiers Watch me fold ya For
Yeah, only when I'm drunk Only when I'm drunk Yeah, only when I'm drunk It happens only when I'm drunk It goes, one for the chronic Two for the amnesia
far away Dem gone. the hole a dem ago regret it one day (Repeat) Every day you get up and wish to have a meal now you get a cut and wish to have it
in Dominican women the color of cinnamon You motherfuckers wish you had the lifestyle I'm living in (Laughs) Yo, yo [Repeat 2x's] East coast to West
sense not use it Usually niggas dont kno what to do when their back against the wall so they just start shootin For red or for blue or for blo I guess
Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya with the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire me not afraid, cause me know Elijah goin to the East but straight from
Head No Watch My Fingers, Lil Boy, Cut It Out, Hold Up! I Aint Choose Yo Chick, Yo Chick Chose Me I Aint Gotta Pick One, Imma Take Alla These For Every
And I'm murderous, common is formerly Nastradamous I'm goin' for the top regardless Pretty Boy Floyd, the rotten tooth king Ghosts of my dead friends linger I toast to you lover, blunts lit, wish
'm murderous, common is formerly Nastradamous I'm goin' for the top regardless Pretty Boy Floyd, the rotten tooth king Ghosts of my dead friends linger I toast to you lover, blunts lit, wish
Terrordome, niggas are ever wrong That's why you get no ends, but just in case you got a death wish, for flare for the dramatics There's some static in
want to eat a little more Taste a little bit pride from every drink that I pour I've been a whore for years showing love to my peers Never sold for any
I'm all over you Reset the harmony Like a fire in the night Pushing closer East side silence One last warning West side Let all be friends Every nation Thank you For
look the moon is full and get tool and look for my foe Got that five footed star on my chest so you know what I'm looking for Murder you heard of me makin