knew that something was wrong Right then I knew it, babe How could you do it, babe? How could you tear my poor heart in two? How could you do it, babe? How could you
' son Ain't no room in this game for everybody, you know? But uh, we gon' do our thing baby, we gon' do our thing Yo, I man T.H.U.G. something stunnin
blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That'
window to your soul You say you got pedo, puto just let it go Before you get too deep and you start losing sleep Got you weeping like a willow, break you
the throat, fuckin' sucked But you news wouldn't on that You could give a fuck less never thought less unless Something happened in your suburbs I'm a cut your daddy's neck, you
Clement If you hear somebody knockin' on your door If you see somebody crawlin' across the floor Baby it'll be me, I'll be lookin' for you And if you
is missing, I guess you got it all, uh uh This is where it ought to hurt Seems like every time you leave me You try to think of something worse I can
skin sister can't you tell You're just the surface of a dark deep well And how can you prefer to be wit those That sprayed you wit gun and hoses And never
And i love you so mama If i ever happen to go mama I think there's something you should know mama I stayed away cause i was tryin' to become somethin'
like it ain't no thang And to you bitches, you know I'm talking to you "We wanna fuck you Scoop!" I wanna fuck you too Cause you see, I really don't
getting' deep While we cheat something sweet to Legendary beats 'Til we reached our peak Scummy aloud attractin' crowds to the street Then it's time to retreat grab something
told me You kno i woulldnt say something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt damnwaste my time telling something that would hurt you But you would fall for anything If you
Chorus] [Verse 2 - Rick Ross] 24's on my Beamer You never know when I slide up Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I ride up Hundred deep in that
want it just as bad as you do And look see I can tell from this lil vibe You got me feeling that you dig me Boo I'm digging you too You wanna be one
around like compton owes me something Tote gats in the back of my lac, fool, I be dumpin 16 years young and I'm the maker Hittin' you - up like a pager you
I'm never broke Oh I see, so what you're saying is a girl Is something like an investment Keep your revenues up to par And all you need is a strap
To be something that as yet you're not Look out people [unverified] That should be all alone Meanwhile say keep away We don't need no more things to pay You told me you
I hope you live it, hope you get it Hope you got it I hope you find it, hope you see it Hope you watch it I hope you want it, hope you like it Hope you