a place for me In this place I wanna stay My eyes opened night and days No more problems Life is easy It's just a place for me I don't want anything
just a place for me In this place I wanna stay My eyes opened night and days No more problems Life is easy It's just a place for me I don't want anything
like a fool I've never knew this way A safety belt on me They damn inject in me Something that burns in me... So many voices in my head Many creatures
gave me your word then that right price was giving Trend setters, Hamptons live better In the mansions lamping, plaid pants a thin sweater Top floor gusevoir see me
me up now, it's okay to feel good I'm a Dreamer It's okay to feel good, yeah, it's the truth Ay, yo' check it out What would it take for a boy about
t even goin to lie this drank gots me feeling Like I'm walking on the sky) [Verse 2: Lil O] Sippin on the speed tapes Heading to the weed place This
Ro, cause ain't nobody else gone love me I think of myself, y'all don't think of me I'm all alone but guess what, that's alright Even though they use me for
can't stand phoniness Can't even look me in my eye, before they burn me up Two to the head, but it ain't that simple y'all can't turn me up dead Best
the Lex, wit a ounce to burn Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy
G I break crazy a lot of niggas hate me but they can't fade me Stop me clock me cops wanna glock me mutha fuck mutha fuck pigs can't stop me UHH, am
say shit. Portray bein' a friend to me and I'll make you a memory, [police sirens] The .40 Cali burn you be smokin' like a chimney! [police sirens] {DAMN
mission to get me and everybody Who came wit me back to mutha fuckin safety And don't nobody but me and a couple niggas who kill nigga for real (inaudible
I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit Her hair and her nails did show me love Ya man say he got good green show me some bud Give me the real
die for niggas we ride wit fuck tha fame you can have that shit imma slang an husltin an try to break me a bitch [Verse 1: MJG] I been many places niggas
seem to fit the crime) Yeah there's a hole in my soul But one thing I've learned For every love letter written There's another one burned (So you tell me
