guessed All the young dudes carry the news Boogaloo dudes carry the news All the young dudes carry the news Boogaloo dudes carry the news All the young dudes (Hey, dudes
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2: Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin all I know who givin Me all
Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all
how my squad do Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of Bibles I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible All I know who spittin' all I know who givin' Me all
Let my people go Somebody say Let my people go Young children, pull your pants on up Who want's to see the crack of your ass and see your butt? You need to let all
if you got big pelotas Anybody now a days, might be the chotas A young Baby Beesh, he don't fuck with police And all' beat the dog shit out your nephew
As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time Only person she could talk to was her grandmom Now every Sunday she be goin' to church
never ran never will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [
in the second degree Made it less cuz I gave 'em a plea That's the past, now a dude home tryna clean up his past When all niggaz kno me for is the past
know his mother tried His arms tied, I'm tryna teach dude to touch the sky But still shorty wild Turned on by 40 cals Was young never saw me wild, clutch
Somebody got a problem with Hov' Whassup y'all niggaz all fed up 'cause I got a little cheddar And my records movin' out the sto'? Young fucks spittin' at me, young
Already got expelled for wearin a trenchcoat All I ever seen is.. {violence, violence} Told me to keep silent, stepped back in my eyelids It's apparent that my parents weren't parents at all
Verse)] All money aint good money, this i know But i still love hood money, i gets my dough And as a youngster, that nigga went through so much church
in the second degree Made it less 'cause I gave 'em a plea That's the past, now a dude home tryna clean up his past When all niggaz kno me for is the
50 But Who Gon Fuck Wit Me Im Young But Im Deadly Like A Pit When I Here Sick Picture My Old Mane Feed Me All That Talk At All Dont Mean Nothin My Goose
A big city, baby, time to bend on some shit Y'all people don't understand that shit is real out here I'ma tell y'all a story, now this story didn't happen
my dog as my witness Tried to act church girl religious She had a hit list Bad business lucky what if syphillis Or the monster What you got that all
