I lived for your attentions but you don't care about me. I was a child and feel a son of "Sir Nobody". I'm trying to forget?now I'm trying to forget.
*CL* so *Smooth*, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget
right) Go (We're on my motherfucking block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year
way) [Verse 3: Layzie] Now nigga we did we went and we got We did it alone by ourselves Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him Know
n-ggas 'memba me, How you forget, back to johnnys album cover, Red and blue Gucci sh-t, Ain't nothing changed but the year it is, I think I have to send
up and (shout) Throw my hands up and (shout) Throw my head back and (shout) Come on now (shout) Don't forget to say you will (shout) Don't forget to say
Capo, my nigga what Nigga execution always my guns is crippin cuz, P.B.D. posse I roll with Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7
stokes, only thing you could do, was go in the house and you know take a shower couple times a day, so....i'll never forget i was like 7 years old, I
are Girls, Girls, Girls Long legs and burgundy lips Girls, Dancin' down on Sunset Strip Girls Red lips, fingertips Trick or treat-sweet to eat On Halloween and New Year
can see CHORUS: Ooh, little darlin', if U're free 4 a couple o' hours (Free 4 a couple o' hours) If U ain't busy 4 the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
with childish toys It's only men in here; deuce deuce inch Pirelli and Goodyear niggaz, sip malt liquor beer They gave me sixth man of the year, came
love and what had come before Our hands were pressed against the day That one of us would want to run away As separate as black from blue And easy as a hundred years
the way) Now nigga we did we went and we got [Verse 3: Layzie] We did it alone by ourselves Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
book Years and years me and my notebook I take a close look Peep it dread see myself failing A felon on the verge of 1-8-7 But I ain't ever wanna do
: We said the same thing at the same time, I aint knock on wood. Black cat crossed my path, my luck still good. Broke a mirror, I aint get 7 years of
All year round I'd be steady chasin' money Gotta get it now can't let it get away from me Restaurant food in my tummy Oh, how I miss those home-cooked