Dj Clue lyrics
Dj Clue lyrics
"What A Thug About lyrics"
What Kind Of Girl lyrics
What kind of girl is this Who moves me when she speaks I've been walking the town all night Because I'm much too happy to sleep And the stars And sun And the clouds go rolling on And I just have to know What kind of girl she is It was raining and I Took a glance at the sky And the light fell in my eyes And the man with the mac Sa
What kind of girl is this Who moves me when she speaks I've been walking the town all night Because I'm much too happy to sleep And the stars And sun And the clouds go rolling on And I just have to know What kind of girl she is It was raining and I Took a glance at the sky And the light fell in my eyes And the man with the mac Sa
New! DJ Clue Polyphonic Ringtones, Themes!
Beanie Mack right guerilla i'm out for the skrilla
Face it ain't no replacement for this killa
Keep your hands where I can see 'em an don't make me nervous
This 4-4 auto mag you don't deserve this shit
Kids either don't make me make you a believa
I don't do a lotta talkin' I speak wit the heata
I run up in your crib put some in your wig
Your babies cryin pop pop pop put
Fire On The Cross lyrics
B. R. Hornsby/John HornsbyThey're looking for some hired guns on the Texas borderTo shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the waterAnd they've got their old white hoods and the same old ordersTo keep the dark sons away from their daughtersThe nights they came on horsesAre long gone with the windNow they're passin
some in the cribB. R. Hornsby/John HornsbyThey're looking for some hired guns on the Texas borderTo shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the waterAnd they've got their old white hoods and the same old ordersTo keep the dark sons away from their daughtersThe nights they came on horsesAre long gone with the windNow they're passin
And I want everything not just some of the shit
Got niggas comin home at night like you son of a bitch
Nigga done tooked me off you shook an soft
You can't blink round no crook one look you lost
Niggas'll find your bitch to find your bricks
See if you love your chick or you love your chips
4-4 snub shit send slugs to the whip
Beanie Seigal desert eagle I love this thug shit
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Yo what you really know what a thug about
Locked up in the bing no grub about
On the block doin your thing slingin drugs about
Tell me what you really know what a thug about
A true thug spreads his game linked up in bubble
While niggas stay in one lane like th
Soft Rains Of April lyrics
The soft rains of April are over The soft rains of April are over, over Anybody home now I am on the phone now, please... The soft rains of April are over The ferry across the water to Dover, over Anybody home now I am on the phone, oh I'd like to go back Is it raining back home I'm so alone Just got up to
lincoln tunnelThe soft rains of April are over The soft rains of April are over, over Anybody home now I am on the phone now, please... The soft rains of April are over The ferry across the water to Dover, over Anybody home now I am on the phone, oh I'd like to go back Is it raining back home I'm so alone Just got up to
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I nowada play c-lo set it of like cleo
Aint no tellin first union a melon
The first nigga that move put two up in his melon
>From the 9-2 an beretta parabellum
And I run through cats
I'ma two gun cat
One nickle one black
Who want that
I done schooled my youngins
Gave tools to my youngins
Broke food wit my youngins
Broke rules wit my youngins
Spark my way outta shit and had bad run in's
Talked my way outta shit and near death come in
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel
They never front they keep it real
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Niggas claim to be
Beach Boy lyrics
you need some good vibrations a holiday in the sun whatever you might need now it's the time to find it just shut your mind out for a while an island in the sun she's looking good the sunwashed streets go down down to the ocean now she turns on her charm the way you like you make it all the time and watch the sun go down relaxing
thugs you real fuckin suckasyou need some good vibrations a holiday in the sun whatever you might need now it's the time to find it just shut your mind out for a while an island in the sun she's looking good the sunwashed streets go down down to the ocean now she turns on her charm the way you like you make it all the time and watch the sun go down relaxing
Quick ass runnin good fuckin duckas
Obey the rules when my glock unloads
Cause when I start firin stop drop and roll
Duck behind cars hid behind poles
Know I live by the code anything goes
Real thugs stand up straight never fold
And they don't know shit if anything ever blows
Thugs don't wanna talk shit out
They wanna spark shit out
Till the cops come an chalk shit out
Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holsta
Face off like Cage and Travolta
If you got beef a thug gonna roast ya
Talk behind their back a thug gonna approach ya
Right mount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta
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