I'm gonna brag about it I'm not gonna stay in school I'm gonna rob and steal gonna break every rule I'm a time bomb baby, I'm a time bomb baby, yeah
killed? How many niggas for real? Like Mary Louelle as long as I live Forty five strategized like, oh dow Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me
***, strictly aim No aspirations to quit the game Spit yo' game, talk yo' *** Grab yo' ***, call yo' click Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one Pass
) Ain't no tellin' what we 'bout to get next in (Next in) I'm on my tip-toes, steady I be floatin' Coastin' holdin' somethin' that I'm sippin' on slow (Slow) I ain't tryin' to pass
Lords, gangstas and Crips and Bloods And everybody neighborhood From the Idery Wells, back down to Inglewood How can a nigga from the South get a pass
and thowed Still boss turnin ya status from false to hope Only a few niggaz stand up strong and don't whine When the time get passed around huh? I'm tellin
to a Eight Ball from a dime piece Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks Shit lookin' good but I think slammin' Me and my dawg passed
all slow (Oh) We clap motherfucker Want a real rap show? Fiends are rushin' When the mack blow Dead in my castle And in the blink watch How quick life pass
See, I only lead in this game of entertainment Roth and Big Sean We on Finally Famous Chip Tha Ripper: Yea, now roll 10 of 'em up Fuck the rules we
See, I only lead in this game of entertainment Roth and Big Sean We on Finally Famous Chip Tha Ripper: Yea, now roll 10 of 'em up Fuck the rules we (
dick in the butt Jus hopped off the plane came back from vancouv' Little white tee sum boobs n bamboo White girls tell me hey nicki your camp rules
wanted Has passed me by This world may end Not you and I My love is stronger than the universe My soul is crying for you and that cannot be reversed You've made the rules
two women here You and the rest have passed me by And yes, I'm thinking of you Can't switch you off at any cost While I figure out these rules of love
Wikked lil' grrrls, kiss the boys and make them cry Raisin' double trouble everytime we pass them by Some might say we're wikked lil' grrrls With curves
strings I bid good ridence To pass the time, to coin a phrase I meant a million was To counterfeit my salad days And split the difference Though all the rules
People have the power The power to dream, to rule To wrestle the earth from fools But it's decreed the people rule But it's decreed the people rule
There's a stranger in my bed There's a pounding my head Glitter all over the room Pink flamingos in the pool I smell like a minibar DJ's passed out
's a labor of love Convicted of crimes, the crimes of passion Caught in a chain gang, the chain of fools Solitary confinement, confined by the rules I