Master P lyrics
Master P lyrics
"The Block lyrics"
More Than Anything In This World lyrics
More than anything in this world I just want you to be my woman More than anything in this world I wanna be your man I'd walk through fire Stand in the rain I'll go to hell a
More than anything in this world I just want you to be my woman More than anything in this world I wanna be your man I'd walk through fire Stand in the rain I'll go to hell a
[Intro]
This one here goes out, to the Ghetto
To the Street corneres
To the homeless thats duckin and dodgen the police
To the soldiers thats out there puttin in work
To the soldiers out there thats makin it Happen
Straitback to the Penitentary
[Chorus 2x]
Thugs on the block, Drugs on the Block
Aint no love on the block, So we keep them thangs cocked
Six in the mornin', Nine at night
Feinds beatin on the window, Lookin for tha crack Pipe
Mamma wasn't home, Said she went to bingo
Daddys at the bar, Tryin to get the drinks for
Me and my litte Brother, Just a young Nigga
And for the Homies that aint here, pour out a little liqour
We dont Gangbang, just crack deal
Motorbike, ten speeds, never rode a big wheel
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Don't Cry lyrics
Sometimes things can get crazy But that's no reason to go run and hide I haven't heard from you lately The days and nights just keep on passing by Well I guess that it's over But I have no
me on the front porch, Blaze the indoSometimes things can get crazy But that's no reason to go run and hide I haven't heard from you lately The days and nights just keep on passing by Well I guess that it's over But I have no
Runnin from tha cops with tha homies by tha liqour store
Somebody hit tha stach box, Pass me tha match doc
C-P-3, Caliope livin like tha worlock
[Chorus 4x]
[Verse 2]
This one for my young niggaz, don't be no dumb niggaz
Go to a gun fight, wit out a gun niggaz
We chasin riches, we love bitches
Ghetto ballin, sittin on twe
I'll Always lyrics
[Trina] Uh, yeah This goes out to all my girls All around the world You got a good man Y'all feel me on this, uh yo, yo, yo I'll always Come back to you I'll always<
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At the club, Show me love
And all my No Limit Soldiers shake the scrubs
We hard hittaz, Thug figgaz
Ghetto millionairs, one-hundred percent real niggaz
Grew up on corn flakes, wit the water
Learn to turn a powdered eggs, Into quarters
Wonder why we out here, And how we got here
Aint no turnin back, Cuz we was put to work to die here
[Chorus 4x]