Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
"Keep It N' Da Hood 2Nite lyrics"
My Mistake lyrics
My stain glass soul, all consumed Drown in denial, choke on the truth My swollen tongue, has left me dumb Tune in on my confusion Bitter words, not meant to hurt Game over, start again Waiting, that was my mistake Timing, too little too late Courage is pressur
My stain glass soul, all consumed Drown in denial, choke on the truth My swollen tongue, has left me dumb Tune in on my confusion Bitter words, not meant to hurt Game over, start again Waiting, that was my mistake Timing, too little too late Courage is pressur
Ok ok
boyz n da hood
ya lets go
smoke sum smoke sum
lets ride ay lets ride a lets ride
ya
[Chorus]
well even do u look good 2night, ay we gona keep it on da hood 2night, in da hood 2night
and we can ride in wateva u like, but we gonna keep it in da hood 2night (in da hood 2night)
being on da ice and dont forget da dice, ay we gonna keep it on da hood 2night (in da hood 2night)
wateva we doin we doin it right, but we gonna keep it in da hood 2night
[Duke]
ya now 2night we gonna keep the G
Under The Clocks lyrics
(Thomas) Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne girl on a rusty Malvern Star, Through the spastic Northcote streets at dawn See the way her hair's tied back, Her cheeks so red, a grey coat ragged and worn. Picture this, a paper boy, He stands outside a Collingwood hotel
from my fokes, dick is a wife beata, plus a peace in da holster, i see(Thomas) Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne girl on a rusty Malvern Star, Through the spastic Northcote streets at dawn See the way her hair's tied back, Her cheeks so red, a grey coat ragged and worn. Picture this, a paper boy, He stands outside a Collingwood hotel
da feirce, so i polster the polster, the see me showin love to young gig and sosa, but its all propa,
aint no bail hoppas, see a bunch of young gangstas so they wanna stop us, cuz we block hoppas, plus we
cop droppas, by the day but the night we just cock roppas, tryin' to catch a dime, cat nights and fat,
lets go get they head right like a fited hat, i aint bout to spend a dime unless i get it back, now u
monkey niggaz tell me how real iz dat
[Chorus]
[Big Ge
My Dad Sucks lyrics
judgement time again, who's on the shit list this time around whose friends can we pick and tell them how to live value judgement hide, it's a-comin' our way he's just a jerk himself, tryin' to hurt his own he goes to the bar to get his girl but the rich he's got ain't what it's worth says
] judgement time again, who's on the shit list this time around whose friends can we pick and tell them how to live value judgement hide, it's a-comin' our way he's just a jerk himself, tryin' to hurt his own he goes to the bar to get his girl but the rich he's got ain't what it's worth says
we gonna roll down peacetry street get a room off araf david avanat, in all da suit, hit the licors
store on white hall, get sumthin to eat, at the a crof and chever on hot wing 10 peice, go to OG get
sumthin to cheat, a post up and leace a house, a holla to free, all the kids in da hood instead of
followin me, luv to see me come around and get dollas from me, red doggs still rollin threw twice a week,
til my folk got crack, 5 dollas a peice, and everbody got gats, cant aford da streets, we boyz n da hood
so we startin them G's so get dem gunns rea
Dead Martyrs lyrics
Dead martyrs All stigmartys Dead heroes For fear of zeroes Dead martyrs Always take it further Dead heroes Know no fear Living for some happiness Find nothing that satisfies Had a beginning but it got no end Got no future
dy Dead martyrs All stigmartys Dead heroes For fear of zeroes Dead martyrs Always take it further Dead heroes Know no fear Living for some happiness Find nothing that satisfies Had a beginning but it got no end Got no future
[Chorus]
[Jody Breeze]
West side well me and da rest of da real and da best dat is iz, out cher (out cher) cadalac, da reals
out cher ya'll already know what it iz out cher, erbody fresh, erbody clean, fresh white tee, haneechi on
da G, ya a young playa in da flesh da hoes over here we we aint gonna leave, so tell your girl to tell
her girl to come holla at a playa cuz ima nail her first, and afta dat ima send u to da club, head back
to da trap, and sell slaps on da curb (ya hurd)
[Chorus]