Across this room - if you were closer now (???) the laws no words upon our lips - If you were present now - celebrate our Presence until now - I feel you're closing
Bitches on my line, this a probate H2O flow and I don't hold gate, this is no trial, this a closed case thats why my mans flippin birds like a road rager
fly with the work Ya boy want 17-5 for the work 23 in the south take a ride with the work Fuck what you heard, I'm a grind till it hurt Knock on wood,
my mouth. (i got them diamonds in my mouth) (this how we do it down south) (Z-ro) hold up a minute im the king of tha ghetto. holdin tha rap game like wood
Wall) [Hook - 4x] From the South I got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto Holding the rap game, like wood
bless us Allah, you number one [Wood] Well it's my return, and I've been gone for too long I'm in a different state of mind, yeah Wood is in the zone
brain Sick of the game, never sick of just inflictin? this pain I?m thinkin? names on the reg like a break for the third leg Weeks later, wind up in the woods
I was born Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as corn I don't go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin' Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more Closed
scream look at my grill hoe [chorus (2x)] [8ball] old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP the club close at five 'o'clock, we pulling up around three wood
sticky weed She hit it like a pro, didn't choke, didn't heave We talked for a minute, you know how shit go Two people get close and they jump off bro
it real, Ain't shit they can say about me Except that I'm misunderstood Always hanging in the hood Getting that money like I should Grippin on leather and wood
s go SUNG He come from Louisiana, close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods up near the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, there stand a country cabin made of clay and wood, where
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, there stand a country cabin made of clay and wood
and say your prayers 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight The evening of Christmas Presents have been passed The wood in the fireplace Is glowing its last I'm closing
you Let's go He come from Louisiana, close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods up near the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood