face the peoples' smiles And try and find the secrets Lost in the concrete piles Say hello, say goodbye and walk on by Walk on by, walk on by
this shit when I bring home paper My ears to the streets what you gonna tell us ? You keep talking down girl you sound like you jealous Chorus Verse 2: Hi honey I'm home
death here' Not in the least, I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree, Life is cheap here but wisdom is free, The beach boys hang on the
not here we come, get in down on the one which we believe in. One nation under a groove; can I get it on my good foot, get gone now!" "Huh!" [x4] [
, No perticular destination i jus wanna roll, Dont wanna talk i left all of my cell phones at home, All i need is 15 pounds of leave me alone, kuz aint nobody on this level im on
me grab the chrome, and break up a happy home Long as I'm getting my hustle on, ain't nothing wrong Now all my music, ain't just good wordplay Listen
on bitches than a red nose pit, with his mouth on it I be platinum 'fore it's over bitch I put the south on it You can put your mouth on it, if you ain
one in the chamber Grill in the back, but its your, me and T.A.Z. on the regular My K, fives don't give a damn to hustle so Can't change on my feet to
If you remember our love So you won't give up Long gone are the proper sleeves to walk by our side Long killed are the visionary souls Now we're walking
fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
could see the sucka duck muthafucka gettin mad He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire He wasn't competition but just a little biter So, as he turned and walked
time it is (maybe it's the thug in me) [2Pac] By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game Made it through a tough childhood never be the same Walked
so stop and walk a thin line. Young niggas be brave and keep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave, From the cradle to the grave. Chorus From
?so long? You were taken from our world And now you?re gone CHORUS But I?ll see you when I get home In the sweet bye and bye We?ll walk along the streets
my girl go, on world tour Ladies I'm back on the street like a mount on a furlow I'm back clubbin, Ace of Spade bubblin Drink it from the bottle, who
