Untouchable
Mac Mall lyrics
Mac Mall lyrics
"Crestside Lyrics"
If I Could Only Find The Words Lyrics
so many songs talk about love written by those who never felt its touch and then there are lines with poetry rhyme by those who have known but never said much and here i am trying to get you make into my world trying to get that feeling known to you if i could only find the words typical lines usual games i new what to say then to get my own way i knew it was wrong i acted untrue but i would trad
so many songs talk about love written by those who never felt its touch and then there are lines with poetry rhyme by those who have known but never said much and here i am trying to get you make into my world trying to get that feeling known to you if i could only find the words typical lines usual games i new what to say then to get my own way i knew it was wrong i acted untrue but i would trad
Chorus Do Thangs)
Crestside It's tha Triple C
Crestside It's poppin' in tha Crestside
Crestside Livin' that pimp life
Tryin' to get a pimp ride
(Mac Mall)
Shit I'll take ya way back
Spittin' game longer than the gateway track
It must have been a blessin' raised as an adolescent
And mack 11 testin' in tha glass house
Straight twamped out cuz hang gotta Caddy on them thangs
Wit a phat ass TV so at age 9 I wanted that to be me
And now big A.C. can make in million on the Vegas strip
Since 1976 we been infuenced by pimps
And y'all suckas, is lucky that Smooth can't walk
Cuz a lot of y'all fools would be outlined in chalk
And I'd like to say what's up, to my nigga Ronny Wenn
He's a G when it comes to strugglin' hustlin'
To the top, Rest in Peace to Pop and Chris Macabee
He put the Mac in me, Thats why I ride a brome today
Straight game, the crestside way
Little Miss Lyrics
Little Miss Miss she's had some troubles but She's gonna sort it out early in the morning And when you come home You're gonna watch her sleep and hold her close And stroke her face In the morning You're gonna stare at her And wonder why you feel the way you do now But she will hold you and reach out to touch you And never never never hurt your heart Oh it's easy but it's just too easy for you now She gives you everything but That's not wha
, we goin' pop all day Little Miss Miss she's had some troubles but She's gonna sort it out early in the morning And when you come home You're gonna watch her sleep and hold her close And stroke her face In the morning You're gonna stare at her And wonder why you feel the way you do now But she will hold you and reach out to touch you And never never never hurt your heart Oh it's easy but it's just too easy for you now She gives you everything but That's not wha
Whether weed or Yay, I'm still stressin' cuz it seems like last night
we lost
Mike,
S double, and damn God needs to let the real nigga's live,
But Nokey is gone and Freddy is dead
In the Crestside
(Chorus)
Now 95 is the day and soldiers shootin' for the game,
Big Buggy's a straight killa servin' rocks on the way
The Double R hit them banks wit' glocks in the Pelican Bay
You disrespect the Country Club and fool prepare for the shank,
This ain't no overnight shit
We been at this for years
Back when Finch rolled a Benz and Baby Frank was gettin' his
So if you ask me, why my fondest memories is bout' shootouts
And high speeds with the police
Spill Hennessey for D-Boy and house Dubee,
It's us against them so I stay true to the triple C
6' in the morn choppin' quit low on the St's set up shop
Throughout the "V" to move the next key
Rivals be snitc
Please Don't Stop Loving Me Lyrics
Please don't stop loving me You were born just to be in my arms In my arms Please don't stop loving me Your lips were made just to be kissed by me Kissed by me When I'm with you I don't know day from night, wrong from right You are my world, that's all I know I love you so, I won't let go Please don't stop loving me Darling you'll always be mine alone Mine alone
hin' but cook em' all in a crock pot Please don't stop loving me You were born just to be in my arms In my arms Please don't stop loving me Your lips were made just to be kissed by me Kissed by me When I'm with you I don't know day from night, wrong from right You are my world, that's all I know I love you so, I won't let go Please don't stop loving me Darling you'll always be mine alone Mine alone
Floss old schools on gold shoes and let the hoes jock
Crestside shit, Aliens wanna copy-cat
All in a city full of squares, playa's, and dirty mack's
Wanna-be gangsta's, and small tymer's tryin' to act hard
Well real-ass soldiers, a chosen few rollin' like hard
North of Vallejo, cuddies puttin' in the major work
Open your eyes and take a look at my crazy turf.
It's called the...
(Chorus)
Back when that Piggy P was a crooked cop
Back when that K St. mob ruled the Kemper block
Back when we said fuck the world, because we loved Benz
Do you remeber Figgaro and tryin' to hustle for ends
Hopin' that I stick to my grind and stay real to the street
One day I'll talk on Mobile phones and have a Chevy Caprice
Wit a couple of mounts and some slam in my trunk
And a spliff of that zesty cuz we don't fuck wit' them blunts
But in this day and age cuddy, this done got ill
Compositions for The Young Old Lyrics
Found a book of interest the other day Compositions for the young and old to sing Poems written many years ago They told of family and hope and other things Put together in the old days When fifteen cents, it was a buck Thats when five would get you ten Before it took you eight just to get you one Some people, they dont care when theyre down on their luck Cheap thrills are awful hard to fi
Found a book of interest the other day Compositions for the young and old to sing Poems written many years ago They told of family and hope and other things Put together in the old days When fifteen cents, it was a buck Thats when five would get you ten Before it took you eight just to get you one Some people, they dont care when theyre down on their luck Cheap thrills are awful hard to fi
Youngsta's that won't a mill and ain't afraid to kill
What the crooked game deals baby bloods gettin' spilled
Now it's blunt packin' chumps that try to set up shop where we chill
So it's all to the hood cuz when we mob I'm stayin' hip to the time,
Got my mind on my money keep one hand on my nine
On the same street corner where I was brought up and raised
The only chance I get for peace is when I'm drunk or I'm blazed
If this shit soundin' far-fetched and you think that I lied
Grab your nuts nigga , we goin' for a ride through the Crestside
(Do Thangs)
This game don't stop from the Crestside
O.G.'s young pimps, playa's thats right
(Chorus 3X)
(Do Thangs)
This game don't stop from the Crestside
Tec nines, mack joints nigga thats right
This game don't stop from the Crestside
O.G.'s young pimps, playa's thats right
One Luv,
Dolomite