reason, the churches are heaving The old folks they live their lives The old folks are losers, they can't work computers The old folks are losers, they can't work computers The old folks
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it in the end, You're gonna get it in the end. The old folks are losers, they can't work computers The old folks are losers, they can't work computers The old folks
, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience But I'm a couple tacos short of a combination Ooh...Get on your head like a shovel from the gravel When them scams dope
If you're sick and tired of the same thing It's alright to say OH,OH,OH Cuz you know the Po Po's the project and the old folk That waht we see 24 in
something's comin I like this sound of this - something's comin You can picture like a photograph, envision the image Of one-two-fifth street and Lenox The old folks
go to the bar, get somethin' to sip on, for my folk Man, this is how is goes down, where I stay When them Tram boys done had a good day Then I'ma buy
] If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you
was born in the A with things in the way Smoke weed everyday Zone 3 where I stay Yeah I think I'm the shit cause I got an SS But the shit a old folk so
a kiss, give a hug, That's the reason to show love. With a beast stop crying, You can get on me to find it. Lend a hand, help a friend. What's the
, what is this, must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down on these clowns, can I get a witness, {hell yeah}, let's get down to business, I don
these bitch niggas beat me Puffy Lets be honest you a punk You gonna see me with gloves Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a Thug Well
I take a steam train to work Just like the one my father took And I pass over the walls I see the people as I look I see there's the block For folks
Howdy people? Here's a little story about an old friend of mine And to all you great folks out there This is hardcore 10-4.... Freaky friday, things
a toddler, Sittin in grass and playin with blocks, Failing my classes Now I'm on lockdown, Now writin and readin a lot, Money and weed is in my shoe box now, While I'm tryina get me a
Outlaw Pete... He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail At six months old he'd done three months in jail Here at the bank in his diapers
pay attention to me, please Gotti Here I go, give me this pill Ecstasy done got me feelin' so invincible Now all a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams