those city lights, those sparkling city lights, those twinkling city lights blurring my eyes. I love those city lights, the color of city sights that shine under city lights
Baller don't play Baller burn good What they prolly gon' say Sicker than the stuff like raviole So bon appetite Just got a sipper Blow like a missile
city lights Then tonight ease the lovin' pain Let me take you to the max Chorus: I wanna love you (P.Y.T) Pretty young thing You need some lovin' (T.L.C
I light up my spliff take a sip of my yack Thinking back of when the city weren't thinking of rap They weren't thinking of rap, they weren't giving a
was a vision to me to see myself on top and spending some cheese comin from tha bottom wasn't appealing to me Didn't have one bread c.e.n.t I was tired
expansion Bought a nice house for parole, now I'm grind up building a mansion I'm a rapper, and a game capper Blue and red like a snapper, got a thang
they already know The Trae and the J Z-Ro, the By-Bo Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun I got a king folk right, that be dropping a bomb I got a
the cut Don't got to hustle no more, but I just can't give it up Dropping niggas where they standing, with my man tanning You don't want to box a geurilla
Click for life, S.U.C. Screwed Up Click for life [K.T.] You bet it's me, K.T., new S-U-S-P-E-C-T Living better and cutting and trying to stack my currencies
t sippin champagne (nah) we off the Henn-Rock Alcoholics back at the liquor sto' cause we can't stop (can't stop) And won't stop (we won't stop) all night
bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn me I'm like a pit in a cage Spittin my shells in a
letters I hold in my had 3 letters A B C Good god The power The power If you can't stand the heat Get out of the kitchen Can't stand the fire Go too
the phone city lights came on and then went off again and your still alone you got a man, he never home, only stuck around cuz your love was strong city lights
? Bone Thugs And We Gotta Spit A Hard Flow, It's Worthy Compitition Everywhere That I Go, But Ain't No Messin' With Cleveland Or Chicago, Ballin' Through The Hood In A
the roof went on fire Hide all, you little children in a dire When I spark in the dark with a lighter Light up and don't die in silence Somebody was sitting
he gotta be a casualty He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye Take 'em a couple a days to get
fais peter a chaque fois que tu monte sur un casse ? Pour la juge t'es un coupable, mais pour les « youv?s » t'es un incapable «TRASHHH! » / A toutes
are right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters (Grazie a
