Untouchable
Mac Mall lyrics
Mac Mall lyrics
"Dusted N Disgusted Lyrics"
Yo Pagaria Lyrics
C?mo nos cuesta querer cambiar Lo establecido por uno mismo. Cruzar el tiempo no estar?a mal Arrepentirnos no tiene gran sentido, pero... Yo pagar?a Estar aqu? y all? el mismo d?a.
C?mo nos cuesta querer cambiar Lo establecido por uno mismo. Cruzar el tiempo no estar?a mal Arrepentirnos no tiene gran sentido, pero... Yo pagar?a Estar aqu? y all? el mismo d?a.
Verse One: E-40
I'm really not all that sure
bout when things is finna mature
So let me find me a nigga with a grip
and hit his ass quick with one of them whoops
(What's the definition of a lick?)
Taking a niggaz shit
(Hey put that on sumthin)
I put that on The Click, The Click
Back to fuckin work one of the homies jus got dusted
Time to do some dirt, uhh, I never trusted
them bust
Return From Tomorrow Lyrics
Nowadays I go blind when they say there's more to our lives then all the death and misery in which I dwell and has my needs Should say I believe in me should make some sense in my life B
as shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival Nowadays I go blind when they say there's more to our lives then all the death and misery in which I dwell and has my needs Should say I believe in me should make some sense in my life B
Now the town is funky, it's called survival
What y'all wanna do? They got us scuffled
(bullet high, get in your eye) if this was a fifth well I be drunk
I'm heated, them niggaz cheated, played me false
We had em eatin, shit 'posed to been squashed
I noticed one killa on the double dribble and set him up y'all
She likes the Monie in the Middle, play tetherball
Thick ass bitch, h
Stormy Monday Lyrics
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad. They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad. Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday
igh yellow city-slicker They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad. They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad. Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday
Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious
Verse Two: Spice-1
Nigga been holdin guts, but shit on hisself and a funky bill
Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit
that's when I get to killin shit (killin shit)
And settin 'im up and havin 'im catchin a couple of slugs
Sl-uh sl-uh slugs, trynta fuck with savage thug
Pistol pop in they ass, see niggaz be gettin thi
Nocturne Lyrics
We float among the dismal parade of night bewildered Between spleen and ideal, tremendous chasms that lie in here Apollonian harmony, Dionysian demonic grasp And the night goes on... Between infinities
s twisted We float among the dismal parade of night bewildered Between spleen and ideal, tremendous chasms that lie in here Apollonian harmony, Dionysian demonic grasp And the night goes on... Between infinities
It's that bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
All of a sudden they shoot up your Vuitton
before you can hit the broccoli
See money-a-made that nigga, that nigga didn't make that money
Left them niggaz jacked up, and the bitch she macked him
He's a busta, punk ass nigga, y'all know the streets
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