the lows And in the end of it This will only hurt a little bit She's the smallest sound He's breakin' up She'ss fallin' down Like a rope frayed and
You know I was in the hood I just thought I'd stop by and Holler at you for a minute Pour out a little liquor or somethin' Nigga we done been through a
I'm a fortified blunt head just like a dread You can't tess the champion sound, you gettin' bucked down Recognize the boot camp click in a de Bucktown Gun thirsty little
a trouble dem a look take a look take a look in a Camp lyric smoke Tell dem fi come if a trouble dem a want boy we a go lick dem wit de finesse and charm
fi come if a trouble dem a look take a look take a look in a Camp lyric smoke Tell dem fi come if a trouble dem a want boy we a go lick dem wit de finesse
/I'm a fortified blunt head just like a dread/ You cant tess the champion sound/You gettin bucked down/ recognize the boot camp click/in a de Bucktown/ Gun thirsty little
la, say hooo Say ho-o-o All the ladies in the house tonight, let me hear you say aaow Say a-a-aow, say a-a-aow) Yo, we runnin wit honors, oh shit, come
