Z-Ro lyrics
Z-Ro lyrics
"City of Killers Lyrics"
Rock in Rio Blues Lyrics
Rock In Rio Blues Written by Queen [lots of a capella!] Let's play the rock in Rio blues baby We've come to do rock in Rio with you baby Eh yeah yeah Woh! Rock in Rio night
Rock In Rio Blues Written by Queen [lots of a capella!] Let's play the rock in Rio blues baby We've come to do rock in Rio with you baby Eh yeah yeah Woh! Rock in Rio night
feat. Dougie D, Trae
[Dougie D]
Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold
But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair unless this damn swoll
Cause where a nigga was raised, don't nobody play games
Its like your life is the sweets, and reality's the flame
So why the fuck you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle
Its like I'm swallowing mighty bites, while you be nibbling on skittles
Cause t
Right On Track Lyrics
Gonna make a move that knocks you over Watch this turn one's gonna put you away But I'm doing my very best dancing Every time you're looking the other way I could move out to the left for a while
his city we in, it ain't no such thing as friends
And once it comes down to paper, you down to bump off your kin
You think I'm lying, what thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me, why my face is quick to chalk a frown
Cause I don't trust nobody, no not a god damn song
So now you know I'm a hog, from high to a deep level of cold
Thinking why niggas let me broke in this city of Houston
But ain't no st
Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me, and bitches that jock
I got killas in my click, and I keep thugs on my block
[Chorus 1 - 2x]
I'm just letting you know don't test me, I'm with the chrome
I'm still in my ghetto peel, I'm more than your average nigga
From that Mo, lookin out the house with a bed with a bullet in the way
That hit your spine, and now you crying, cause you realize
[Trae]
Who the hell could it be, peeping on me
T to the R to the motherfucking A-E
Killas that like me trucks with a bust, better duck
Who the fuck running up, so nigga what, 'fore I leave my star full of that heat
Gotta watch my back, 'fore I be alone that shit is gon fall, and the while
Back me up, to the sides shaky grin, gotta know get enough for them
That T to the E
Gonna make a move that knocks you over Watch this turn one's gonna put you away But I'm doing my very best dancing Every time you're looking the other way I could move out to the left for a while
his city we in, it ain't no such thing as friends
And once it comes down to paper, you down to bump off your kin
You think I'm lying, what thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me, why my face is quick to chalk a frown
Cause I don't trust nobody, no not a god damn song
So now you know I'm a hog, from high to a deep level of cold
Thinking why niggas let me broke in this city of Houston
But ain't no st
Suzanne Lyrics
SUZANNE by Leonard Cohen Suzanne takes you down To the place by the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night forever And you know that she's half crazy
pping bam, I'ma keep my ego to boostingSUZANNE by Leonard Cohen Suzanne takes you down To the place by the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night forever And you know that she's half crazy
Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me, and bitches that jock
I got killas in my click, and I keep thugs on my block
[Chorus 1 - 2x]
I'm just letting you know don't test me, I'm with the chrome
I'm still in my ghetto peel, I'm more than your average nigga
From that Mo, lookin out the house with a bed with a bullet in the way
That hit your spine, and now you crying, cause you realize
The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Lyrics
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows a turkey And some mistletoe<
br /> That your dick can't even get hardChestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows a turkey And some mistletoe<
[Trae]
Who the hell could it be, peeping on me
T to the R to the motherfucking A-E
Killas that like me trucks with a bust, better duck
Who the fuck running up, so nigga what, 'fore I leave my star full of that heat
Gotta watch my back, 'fore I be alone that shit is gon fall, and the while
Back me up, to the sides shaky grin, gotta know get enough for them
That T to the E