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I wish I wish I wish
I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish Rollin' through the hood Just stopped to say what's up And let you know your baby boy aint doin' so tough Even though you passed Going on four long years Still waking up late at night cryin' tears just thinkin' about those days You used to talk to me Smilin' while I'm sippin'on this Hennessy And remember we'd brag on how rich we would be To get out this hood was like a fantasy And now you hear my songs The radio is playin' Oh I can't believe my ears and what everybody is sayin' Boy I tell you folks don't know the half I would give it all up just to take on ride with you How I used to kick it on the front porch With you And how I used to lay back and smoke weed With you And all the little basement party joints we'd do Now I'm just missing you How I wish I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you Be with you somehow I know you're in a better place Even though I can't see your face I know you're smilin'down at me Sayin' everything's OK And if I make it out this thug life I'll see you again someday I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish Ever since this money come It's been nothing but stress Sometimes I wish that I could just trade in my success Y'all look at me and say Boy,you've been blessed But y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton That's why you hear me shootin' this real shit off like a gun Mmmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now If I was iced up with a Bentley and a house That's why Fake ass niggas get fake ass digits And fake ass player get a real player hatin'em Honey Love goes platnium and y'all ass come 'round But y'all don't wanna raise the roof Until my shit is goin' down And now you hear my songs The radio is playin' Oh I can't believe my ears and what everybody is sayin' Boy I tell you folks don't know the half I would give it all up just to take one ride with you How I used to hoop off in them to tournaments With you And how I used to club hop on weekends With you your family called the morning of the tragic end Damn my condolences I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you Be with you somehow I know you're in a better place Even though I can't see your face I know you're smilin'down at me Sayin' everything's OK And if I make it out this thug life I'll see you again someday I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish I wish Voices in my head Be tellin' me to come to church Say the lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt Dreaming of windows Black tinted like a hearse But waking up to life sometimes seems worse And all I ever wanted is to be a better man And I try to keep it real with my homies man Want me to save the world I don't understand How did I become the leader of a billion fans And now you hear my songs The radio is playin' Oh I can't believe my ears and what everybody's sayin' Boy I tell you folks don't know the half I would give it all up just to take one ride With you How I used to street perform on Friday With you and how I'd go to church on Easter Sunday With you Instead of y'all throwin' them stones at me Somebody pray for me I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you Be with you somehow I know you're in a better place Even though I can't see your face I know you're smilin'down at me Sayin' everything's OK I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you Be with you somehow I know you're in a better place Even though I can't see your face I know you're smilin'down at me Sayin' everything's OK I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you |
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Give a damn what you ma y think of me
(That's right you're a bad ass nigga) I'mma do what I'mma do, I'mma say what I'mma say (You think you're a bad nigga) Ya understand what I'm saying? I was born in these streets Raised in these streets Walked in these streets Taught by these streets Lived in these streets Hustled in these streets Arrested in these streets Protected by these streets Yeah you know I walk Through the valley of these streets I shall not fear these streets Because I run these streets (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) And I've paid my own dues With my own pennies and now 1 - I'm a bad man I'm not ashamed of A bad man yeah And don't need your love I'm a bad man yeah I'm not ashamed of I'm a bad man My life's made me tough I've stood on these blocks More hood on these blocks Got paid on these blocks Sprayed on these blocks Moved in on these blocks Went out on these blocks I've been around the block Been watched on these blocks Yeah you know I walk Through the valley of these blocks I shall not fear these blocks Because I run these blocks, yeah (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) Paid my own dues with my own pennies And I'm 1 Now I believe the day will come When my heart will decide to change But until then See everything will remain the same 1 See sometimes I gotta tell myself (I'm a bad man) To keep surviving And no matter what the cause (I'm a bad man) I gotta keep on keeping on yeah Came up in these streets (I'm a bad man) There was no father there for me, hey ooh (I'm a bad man) Cause sometimes we would just have to go without eating Hey how you like me now? (I'm a bad man) Give my life for my brother See I'm a bad mother SHUT YOUR MOUTH (I'm a bad man) Go on, go on, go on, go on |
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Homieee lover friend is what im looking for,
Some one who can relate to what i have in store, She can kick back with da hommies, play the stake and getting played That down to earth gyirl from around the world hey We will be together for all times, i need a hommie lover freind that will alway Be mine [chorus] A hommie lover friend is what im looking for She can relate to my sex drive, Cuffing her booty while we dance and she dont mind Shes got everything that a man could ever want and more Yes she does And her sexy gangsta way, shes got me all up in a day Homie lover friend is what i need for always [chorus] Shes the kinnda lady that will do n e thing for me, That she truely loves yeh she love Felloers u no she would, yehhh She s sum kind of sadie She will satisfy me |
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