, turning round in echoes, turning in my soul how can i throw my guns away, when i know you'll never change where men of love have ventured and died
itself, turning round in echoes, turning in my soul how can i throw my guns away, when i know you'll never change where men of love have ventured and
You punk niggas hate us, but we don't trip, we still get madd ass love. I show you the rapper that's sick of this song We'll straight up toss his ass
greed? Remember the vibe? Remember the tribe? Never could murder me twice Remember the pride? I got rid of mine in '89, still got a life After all, you
me or not but he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer [Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper", I'm like oh shit I was messin
a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg [Snoop Dogg] A day in the life, of a Rollin 20 Crip I'm just a stuburn type of fella with a head
hooks Chef cocaine cook, a marvelous book This deathbent doctrine, paper for the youth what remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the booth [CappaDonna] Last night, I took a trip
s a race to a strange place, most see never It's a chase we gotta make together, forever Chorus Verse 3: Will Smith Now you would think after all my
, worldwide Them wicked bad-ass thugs You punk niggas hate us But we don?t trip We still get madd ass love I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
wo After the love After the love After the love is gone Eternal Eter-nal After the love is gone After the love After the love is gone Is go
chain, raps up a edge a lot My people suffering, slave to another chain This voyage is maiden like my mother, other name Is this your first trip to hell? Avenge a
A, coincidence everything is the same That a message in the music ain't a part of the game A, coincidence that we livin a lie A, coincidence that we only
for my father, well, that's somethin' else But that's my dog, he hold his grandmother down My great grandmother, makin' a lot of trips out of town Bud that's a
glock protect my best friend mane they say I'm totally insane, with this pit bullet I'm locked mane a nigga get love in the streets mane, cause a nigga
't give a fuck about us They don't give a fuck about us They don't give a fuck about us Thuggin' till the day I die Nobody gives a fuck about us And