blow you up and break you off a slab People are strange, and people are bad But the gift of gabrier was something beautiful to have It started at the
land And you'd run up like, hey, what up man? That's when I slap you right on the spot And have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot Do I think
the land And you'd run up like hey what up man? That's when I slap you right on the spot And have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot Do I think
why the reason you niggas hate I'm a grinder, that's just a reminder You can look around for your girl, you won't find her Telling me to chill, I don
oh, when we used to play (I remember) Shoot-em-up, up and down But now they gang-bang (Bay-bee) Oh, my life, no, no, I do remember, oh I know you do,
was my old friend, You guessed it, Billy Jones Oh my god Billy Jones! Oh shit Billy Jones! Tears filled our eyes as we began to speak He'd been living
Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Oh, where have you been, Charming Billy? I have been to seek a wife, She's the joy of my life, She's a
Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Oh, where have you been, Charming Billy? I have been to seek a wife, She's the idol of my life. She's a
left my home, how 'bout a bite of your sandwich, Bill A friend in need is a friend indeed The teacher asks, oh where are you parents Tim It's been five
like billy joel One hip-hopper that don't have to sound proper My broken english you can still distinguish And I don't have no image or no gimmicks And I don't have
white boys But time grew thin and the axis Was left somehow incomplete Where instead of child lions We found aging junkie sheep How many wasted have
chilling. Ciroc Blue Ice Anything you do, I do twice What you do, I don?t do like you No one on the planet, nobody more famous lavish or more savage Who the fuck you
Get over it, get over it You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
have a wonderful time next year. I'll have the pool filled up for you. I'll open up my house in Malibu, and you can have the whole ocean. I have enough
liked the wind in his face He said son you ever been to Vegas I said no He said that's where we're gonna go You need a change of pace And when we hit
shit, you? motherfuckin' hypocrites, remember what you said he did. Michael Jackson is dead, no you never gave a shit, so why are you pretendin', you
the stars [Lil' Fame] You the type of nigga to talk about how gully you are Then put on a seat belt, when you hop inside of your car Welcome to judgment morning Where
