letra de intro - lone star ridaz
[low g]
yepa, yepa, homeboy
it’s the lone star rida, low g
real life, real lyrics
happy p, el coyote
the real, recognize the real
dope house records
dope sells itself, always
f-ck a friend, f-ck a hoe
i’m here til i go
it ain’t about money, it ain’t about fame
it’s about family
d-mn, we so close, but these n-gg-s don’t understand
we came from so far
[happy p]
you can love me or hate me
it’s all gravy
mama couldn’t raise me
and dope fiends paid me
took what i learned in the streets to make beats
one million dollars later, still smokin’ swisher sweets
and i remember way back, way back in the ghetto
see as far as i can remember n-gg-s called me hap.
see as far as i can remember i was po’ and broke
no money in my pocket and no weed to smoke
but now thangs changed, see it’s been a little better lately
the greatest blessin’ in my life has been my baby (huh)
cuz i ain’t never known love like that
and ain’t no angel up above like that
and i pray
that she don’t have to see the things i saw
too many murdered friends and n-gg-s behind bars
wit cut-throat n-gg-s, scandalous -ss b-tches
n-gg-s blowin’ they brains out, so vicious
fake n-gg-s, kickin’ n-gg-s doors down
for what?
just to brag when some hoes around
and you call yourself a gangsta, a hustla, a playa? (huh)
that ain’t nothing if the lord ain’t yo savior
so i kick back, and put my heart on this gat
and everything i say be silent, so that’s that
and we blessed, foo, so let’s bow my n-gg-s (huh)
that’s why i made this here for all of my n-gg-s
[spm]
a biggie bang to the boogie woogie shoobeedoowap
i’m doin’ 120 racin’ this {new eye rop}?
i’m a worka in the dirtiest game on planet earth-a
i sip the sh-t that come in a little jar of gerber
table turner, sellin’ pearl-a
smoke in my nerve-a
i’m 1-800-murder, i packs the big bertha
boys lookin’ at me funny, my palm get sweaty
you b-tches cryin’ over spilled spaghetti
you can ask my gal, i used to be broke as h-ll
i couldn’t pay my doctor for my in-grown toe nail
and it’s a trip, cuz i ain’t even broke a sweat
but if i turn around, you see my back is soakin’ wet
letras aleatórias
- os atuais › letra de no volvere - os atuais
- consciencia x atual › letra de regenerado - consciência x atual
- toshi with t earth › letra de earth in the dark - toshi with t-earth
- fruta quente › letra de vem brincar de boi - fruta quente
- pr melvin › letra de o varão do movimento - pr. melvin
- jad e jeferson › letra de boi furacão - jad e jeferson
- tiao do carro e pagodinho › letra de meu pai - tião do carro e pagodinho
- os bertussi › letra de recado do gaiteiro - os bertussi
- marcello brayner › letra de usa-me senhor - marcello brayner
- facas voadoras › letra de a gente ainda pode ir pro bar - facas voadoras