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GMOC 12 To the ALPHA and OMEGA First You learn how to crawl Then you learn how to walk Then you learn how to run Oh my God Then You wanna get a bike Then you wanna buy a ride Now you wanna get a wife Oh my God I be thinkin of my mom wish she had a better son Reminisce when I was young What I've done Momma was a loud mouth I couldn't hold my tongue We be fighting We be throwing F bombs Like this Vietnam Don't you get it twisted This is where people get shifted If my mama got a beef with me You know that I'm with it But if someone ever fucken touch her I'm a be the first to cut cha Family or From the street Trust me, we gonna see who's tougher Smokin weed I smoke that gas Drinkin' to forget the past Baby niece Her names Aíslen Oh my gosh she grows so fast Mowing grass With my dad Jesus Christ please make him last I'm a give em grandkids Maybe then my life won't be so bad Take a picture it'll last Longer if you got the flash You in a car ? Don't you crash It's a drive by Hit the dash She so pretty Let me ask You know me I gotta smash She say no Don't harass She say yes Hit it from the back I'm not racist my friends black That's not what the f*ck I asked Everybody's nice until I tell 'em To put down the mask I'm lil Nikki with the flask First I plot and then plan Then I map this shit out With out hesitation then attack Been spendin' most their lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Been spendin' most their lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Keep spendin' most our lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Keep spendin' most our lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Ohhhhhh And I'm back dogg And I'm back dogg A couple people telling me to go and watch my back dog I am mad dog Call me mad dog If you think I kill before I talk You got me mad wrong I'm King Kong Playing ping pong All these bitches think they nice When they can't even sing songs Grab my ding dong Yea my thangs long Tired of fucken bitches I don't love Feeling like Tray Song I won't deny ya Imma straight ridah If you give me love I'll protect ya Imma fighter Let me hold you tight And tell you tomorrow is brighter Don't have faith in me Have faith in God He's the provider My girl beefing with someone You know I'm right beside her My girl looks good outside I prefer to be inside her Never post a picture But in public never hide her Keep my love in private But my love I won't deny her People out here worried bout Who's life is looking nicer You call them homeless When I see them as survivors Work on myself everyday But God is the designer The designer The designer Been spendin' most their lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Been spendin' most their lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Keep spendin' most our lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise Keep spendin' most our lives Livin' in a gangsta's paradise
Sanatçı: Castro
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Şarkı Süresi: 3:43
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