I've put it into boxes (...To this life) Knock out the lights, lock the locks and leave Read the funny card signed by all That was purchased by the person I will always recall Lock
put it into boxes (...to this life) Knock out the lights, lock the locks and leave Read the funny card signed by all That was purchased by the person I will always recall Lock
Matching sets his and hers Keep ya hoes on point Tell them watch the fuzz Cause Bitch better have my money Keep my ones on top My tens on lock My hoe
it in the music and the movies cut To the chase pan across to the face I’m right dead Freeze frame on the street name Oops, wait a minute This is where the streets
I'm a dreamer But I ain't the only one got problems But we love to have fun This is our world From here to your hood Lock me up now It's OK to feel
uh ...Check out my melody... [sung] Cause you love me baby.... Just the way I wanna be loved, Yeah... [verse 3] Communication be never a mess Coz he be keepin' street
nigga i'll get at you This is criminal shit, I'm so infamous I'm so gangsta, these niggas be nervous When we pop up, ya knees lock up Ya stomach catch
D E F G [Verse 1: Yung Joc] You can catch me in the A Check my DNA What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way The block on lock, jet like the chain gang
Crew you already know Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy [Sean Paul] They callin' me to come back to the streets
pies be on you (pies be on you) Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous) Them alphabet boards gotta us under survalence (Ayy) (Lock Downs) They lock
--I'm trafficing in the white Please Lord don't let me go to jail tonight (Yeah) Who Me?? I'm a Soul Survivor Ask about 'em in the street, the boy Jeez
want to make my mark, Change the world with this flow But all this doubt in my head, It won't let me go Can't you see I want to lock my door And shut
the streets I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease Parl yams be the chosen thug What I spit be cold juice like a fruitful hug Run the streets
empty Back for the street fame [Chorus] (One love to my true thugs) Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame (bust) Comin to a ghetto near you Street
, and you wind up dead Truth and justice are what he's fighting for Judge Dredd the man, he is the law DROKK IT! With gun and bike he rules the streets
When Me And Mama Bed Was A Big Piece A Foam And Mi Neva Like Bathe An Mi Hair Neva Comb When Mama Gaawn A Work Me Go Street Go Roam I Rememba When
? (Yeah man) Yuh really did it? (Yeah man) Lock down Brooklyn go straight to 42nd A we a govern Brixton an lock di whole a Peckham Control di streets
It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes There's no one here but you and me And that broken old street light Lock the doors We'll leave
