is bond, I murder any bitch That fuck with my niggas Blow a hole up in your body Straight dismantle your figure A'yo where Rah Digga? Scopin' out the little
little while, better time and ride out To tha finest hideout, silver wrist and a twist 'Cuz the neighborhood homes is a risk And uh do you really wanna ride wit me Sit back and hide
got till January to get they shit together; You hear that niggas January (chea) Chad West [Verse One: Young Chris] Yo; Ayo Momma workin hard Big brother
to? I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you All up in my face with that, are you ready? But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady You little
on the news Little children starve Growing tired of born Little things that keep us all close and warm While the war's going on Find a place you can hide
little baby muskart's cousin Gotta 'em fryin' in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack My little baby brother
against the tides of time And the water flows forever? Hey, hey, hey Now, I'm gonna build a boat, I'm gonna make it float 'Cause I'm getting the chase for a faraway place
little sad inside When my baby mistreats me I never never never have a place to hide I need you Sometimes I feel I feel a little sad inside When my
ya Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip And all that other ringling brothers shit
won't let me go So I'ma drive slow Hide my fro I was dumb, now I'm dumber y'all Last summer y'all I fucked all the little girls down in Sumrall Grabbed
- Mikill Pane) Little lady, your mind you've made up your injurys you can't hide with make-up you need some medical advice, you make up a little lie
Why? A frightened man is chased Everything in it's place They wonder why the spirit does Backfirin' in your face Breathin' down my neck Big brother's
and I stash that I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap I traveled the world, and been a lot of places Believe me dog, ain't nothin' like home
pretending That time will change the ending I've gone through life pretending That time will change the ending Peace to the God, pour out a little liquor
my brother About this woman and her rapture But the train shot into the darkness before ever That hammer fell - and it's Better to breathe out - better to run than to hide
got them niggas with me they be talking gang bang [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] My head gone, cause I been on this earth long enuff, In this land of little
. I wish the house was full of gold- I wish a lot of things... [BAKER'S WIFE] Why, come in, little girl. [LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD] I wish... It's not
never find a place to hide I need you Sometimes I feel I feel a little sad inside When my baby mistreats me I never never never find a place to hide