face the peoples' smiles And try and find the secrets Lost in the concrete piles Say hello, say goodbye and walk on by Walk on by, walk on by
by day, in the way I only should So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in your path To partna
brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on
I offed him, my pops left me and often my momma wasn't home Could not stress to me, I wasn't grown Especially on nights I brought something' home to
offishall] Figure 8 Good bodyshape When she on the dance floor get them irate When she do her thing man cant walk straight That *biscuit soak up everyting on
, all I had to say is "that beat" That beat, just keep the same old beat Check it out y’all, come on, come on Just keep the same old beat [dinco d] On
to bums Run away from home, running through the streets with a chrome -nigga, fuck that, you see I’m livin on my own -my life is based on the same place
you pick on me? (Why?) Why let the pretty bird shit on me? (Ha) I don't need good luck but I need good love That's a girl that will stand by me Look
Im out, just like the trash on a thursday Knowin shed be givin up the ass on the first day Chorus Flocks of bitches by the dozens From sisters to
heart You ain't gon' find too many niggas willing to, bark in the dark.(come on!) Keep your head from the start, don't fuck it up now, Later on they
and I don't rob Or steal from anyone don't bother me dawg Bustin' U-turns to follow me far up the street, With your hand on your heat, now whats that
on my phone Little man, had a plan, now he grown, not do along for to long Sing the song everybody, Im home Im home Im home Im home (Im home) I know ive
let my touch on you I let you touch on me Put my tounge on you you put your tounge on me Let me ride on you and you can ride on We can do it all the
it on in public Ooh Don't try to run from me I'll make your toes curl up and make your body scream Come take a walk with me We can do it over there
ya girl at home i made 21 I got that thang on chrome blades 21 I got them thang inside make me empty one Pull it over to the side by a preety one Like
they drain Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins From the home of the game, jackin and crackin brains Broadcastin live from
The B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Place where I rest is on my born day Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect Watch the world go by and my thought
