with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a
for a smoke then i should buy some fags and a ticket on the window when i come back i should have written the code to your door i should have had it as a
in the world then you were one of them too and there could be a lot of songs there could be a lot of songs there could be a lot of songs there could be a
OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang
carry mo' heat than a little bit We don't pull it out over little shit And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a little hit Go read a book
get up on it, live bitches throw it back Ma, act like you want it I know you heard of that!! [Verse - Slim Thug] I'm the Young Texas A-Rod, K.G. of the
me or not but he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer [Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper", I'm like oh shit I was messin
' So, I poured another strong one and chopped a line from here to Texas Cause I've lost another good one - she's on the midnight train to Memphis With a
s play a lovegame,play a lovegame do you want love or you want fame are you in the game, dans the lovegame let's play a lovegame,play a lovegame do you
gun I'm having sex with shit Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out, got them long horns like Texas bitch Look at my necklace, maybe hit a ngga disrespect
Cause we keep it death for a death, life for a life Murder for a murder, and I got you it's vice versa Chorus (A favor for a favor) * 3X *
a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of
' better, cause that's What you get when you Stay together too long And I can't cry anymore [Chorus] Wouldn't it be good if we could hop a flight to
-tonk bars that stay open way past closing time Songs about free thinkin' and drinking sure light my fire That flame leaves a scar on my heart like an
where you choose to be In my heart I'll always see you Everywhere Now a days when I'm passin' through The conversation always turns to you I hear you
Got your tired head restin' On a West Texas floor We were really something son Back in our time Yeah we broke a lot of hearts And we made a lot of dimes
it's goin' out of style She's real good lookin' And pretty good at hookin' Any man she wants with just a little smile I drawed a strong one A big full