young at an old age And I know it's hard me being away for so long But I respect u so much for being so strong I remember U being pregnant going to school
, cuz you'll end up empty and then I'll reload and reload, and reload, and reload, and load whole barrel explode!!!! Nigga I'm T-R-U, that means I'm TRU 2
Giving them hell like I'm David Chappelle Prostitute born male, with plenty dick for sell [Chorus] [Verse Three] Since I am a thug that's why you listen to me Cause I am a T H U
scene Pass the Hennessey Oh shit they just bombed the U.S. Embassy The world?s corrupt Rotten cotton clouds Rain Feel my flow H2O I?m calm I chill I creep
, silence pays, hear'n say. born bonded blood of the murder messiah, suppliers fill bloated hateseeds ovulation, spun shells of the new born submission
do like we suppose We killin' each other over this bullshit and some clothes We're trapped off in this world and society with no place else to go So how U
And u know i gotta thank u for they way that she was brought up And i know that u were smiling when u see that car i bought her And u sent tears from
, Yea, 1 7, Cash Money, Young Money [Verse 1:] Born In New Orleans Raised In New Orleans I Will 4 ever Remain Faithful New Orleans I Thank U New Orleans Thank U
being born and a sun is growing within you, within me Rise up, (Uplift) your people if they're falling Rise up and everyone goes repeating They're being born
your mama X2]) hey P-Square See I?m a true born African king You are a true born African queen My mama born the rude boy African singer So na who born
u know i gotta thank u for they way that she was brought up And i know that u were smiling when u see that car i bought her And u sent tears from heaven
Yea, 1 7, Cash Money, Young Money [Verse 1:] Born In New Orleans Raised In New Orleans I Will 4 ever Remain Faithful New Orleans I Thank U New Orleans Thank U
selfish I carry on your struggle, each day it really hurts me I really miss you Russell, hope you forgive me Dirty [Chorus 2X] [U-God] Yo, these walls
' she in some pump's While you a hop skip n' a jump from being a punk Or put his 85 Fleet up on your lawn n' snatch up your first born Like Elle Anne
just being a rhyme sayer I learn to cope with it, through the power of prayer There's no telling the compelling things that I can prayer for I pray the U
lil crew screamin out T-R-U Cause we don't give a motherfuck, nigga C told me that you lookin for me, here I go, wasup nigga? [Chorus x2] [Capone: background
away, silence pays, hear'n say. born bonded blood of the murder messiah, suppliers fill bloated hateseeds ovulation, spun shells of the new born submission
