Brotha Lynch Hung Lyrics
Brotha Lynch Hung Lyrics
"Secondz A Way Lyrics"
Hurt So Good Lyrics
First you take my heartIn the palm of your hand And you squeeze it tight Then you take my mind And play with it all night You take my prideAnd throw it up against the wall You take me in your arms baby And bounce me like a rubber ballI ain't complaining What you're doing you see' Cos this hurting feeling is Oh so good for me You take my name And you
First you take my heartIn the palm of your hand And you squeeze it tight Then you take my mind And play with it all night You take my prideAnd throw it up against the wall You take me in your arms baby And bounce me like a rubber ballI ain't complaining What you're doing you see' Cos this hurting feeling is Oh so good for me You take my name And you
(First Degree):
Shit done changed, the strip got bigger
To make my ends I got the wheel and the trigger
I get my swerve on with the 80 P liquor
The liquor bring out the nigga in this nigga
Got me huntin' with my musket, barred down with substance
Bringin' my ruckus to the rival fuckas in rival clusters
I'm still givin' birth to perfect joints, I keep it steady
Still mixin' up with skeet sours, I like them heavy
Heavy'll put a little bass in your voice
Yamps choice, no Rolls Royce but I keep it moist
I keep it saucy, ya bossy bitch talkin' that costly shit
Bossy bitch think she too flossy to trip
I'm First muthafuckin' Degree, not your average,
I'll have your boulevard hoppin'
Poppin' off when a baller pack a package of suckin'
Fuck
Cold November Wind Lyrics
A cold November wind can cut right through your soul Even leaves all hide away from the wind November blows And after all the warmth of the summer and the fall Cold November wind cuts the deepest of them all A cold November wind will catch you by surprise You think you're safely wrapped in love till the wind begins to rise And after all the warmth of a love that had it all<
you fuckin' up duck, stuck like Chuck, now, now getcha dome in the trunkA cold November wind can cut right through your soul Even leaves all hide away from the wind November blows And after all the warmth of the summer and the fall Cold November wind cuts the deepest of them all A cold November wind will catch you by surprise You think you're safely wrapped in love till the wind begins to rise And after all the warmth of a love that had it all<
As we donut, I dump, I seen too many moons, took the minds of too many bufoons
Fools with no clues that love to watch my aura glisten,
they still don't listen
I...I got pot that's hot to trot, can't stop, won't stop
I got Lynch Hung in my backseat sniffin' for cops
I receipts of tweed purchase, medical purpose, write off at text time
So ya'll go home, light the smoke, it's relax time
Chorus:
Now I apologize for smoke on my mind
I been workin' hard and I got to unwind
About the J.O.A. stayin' in my brain
But I'm seconds away from goin' insane
Now I need to lift away
(Lynch):
Now you niggas know I come sick like a lunatic
Man, they must be high cuz they re
The One Lyrics
Can someone tell me who I've got to pay to help me find a remedy? Now I'm not sure I can wait another day 'cause I'm my own worst enemy There was a time I thought I knew the way but that's all ancient history Cause every time I feel that I am there I'm never where I want to be Tell me, "Why do I still dream about you?" I wonder where you'll be, when I'
lly don't know who they fuckin' withCan someone tell me who I've got to pay to help me find a remedy? Now I'm not sure I can wait another day 'cause I'm my own worst enemy There was a time I thought I knew the way but that's all ancient history Cause every time I feel that I am there I'm never where I want to be Tell me, "Why do I still dream about you?" I wonder where you'll be, when I'
I used to have them all bombed out
Drink Alize wine, then rhyme and smoke tweeds till we dropped out
I got the chop out, no doubt,
cuz if it ain't about rappin', gunplay's gon' happen
Cuz I'm tappin' at yo' window, off that Indo, more sacs than Santana
Better check your antenna on your radio or your stereo or your video
Cuz I'm not that pretty, but in the bedroom I'm critical
You got your chance, now use
Hit you with the Loaded album, coutesty of Siccmade Music
Evidently you got something against me
Don't you tempt me, minty smells of the 20 sac of Indo, Killafornia's best
Player haters die a slow death, slow death
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(Ice-T):
I don't wear no Chuck Taylors and don't sag my pants
But I s
We're Still #1 Freestyle Lyrics
Peace to Thirstin Howl, A. L., and Wordsworth My mother smoked crack I had a premature birth I’m just a nerve cursed with badly disturbed nerves You wanna be the one to step up and get served first 99% of aliens prefer earth I come here to rule the planet, starting with your turf I hid a secret message inside of a
ill lift the switch and make this 64 dancePeace to Thirstin Howl, A. L., and Wordsworth My mother smoked crack I had a premature birth I’m just a nerve cursed with badly disturbed nerves You wanna be the one to step up and get served first 99% of aliens prefer earth I come here to rule the planet, starting with your turf I hid a secret message inside of a
More niggas with me now than I had in the hood
And they down for whatever and that's all to the good
Wish you would test my technique and heart, nigga what?
Nigga, fuck that, bitch nigga what? Baby, duck!
What you wanna do now, ya bleedin' from the floor
Nigga wanted beef, now he wants beef no more
That's how I'm coming 9-6, bitch, rich and mad
Hoes in bikinis, rag Lambroginis, overseer runnin' mad streets
Creepers with beepers and stash spots for glocks
And under car Escobar style, buck wild, you been there, you know the terrain
Niggas go insane, tryin' to get the green
I'm just surviving on the streets with my peeps
And I'm livin' for the day I catch a punk on the creep, yeah
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