my house at eight, because I always do My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper going into town
yeah we headed up town nigga blow after pound my niggaz puttin it down nigga and yeah ridin big is my crown nigga holdin my rounds nigga-holdin my town
Daum Yellow Whip Yellow Gun Yellow Clip Fruity Gat Shoot It Back Crome Band Bitch Niggas What You Doing With That Take 'em Back Make 'em Pop
the words and the lil birds In the background saying how he gon act now? Being stubborn little homie couldn't back down But I'm back now, and we back
'm going too Release control we're breaking thru Way back deep into the brain Back where there's never any pain And the rain falls gently on the town
whooee ol' clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' and the moon'll hide its light when you get the blues
(Gram Parsons/Thomas O. Brown) Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich And welcome me back to town Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlour
-ee, ol' clickety clack's A echoin' back th' blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide its light When you get the blues
a RED CAR. You see (nobody knows for sure 'cause he was so), nobody ever really knew for sure, because STUDEBAKER was so-o-o-o-o-o mysterious (mysterious
the back By the front of the stage They ain't really crazy You can take it from me I should know 'Cause I go Every time I'm in town If you never tried
clickety-clack's a-echoin' back th' blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide its light when you get the blues
movin like an organized street gang All hues of blue, all shades of flame New west coast we doin the damn thang This year we make power moves With O.G
The Game] Straight out the muthafuckin town of gin With my blues on, G Unit shoes on baby mama on the way Jump in the Regal throw Snoop on Back to the