you do time When you creep through the hood and kill your own kind They building county jails and penitentiaries They gettin' ready for the 21st century
Def Chorus: All i'm tyna do is get my doe u up I'm yo boy your my girlfriend stop hold up I ain't in no kind of rush 2 grow up so slow up I'm just playin
So Def All I'm trynna do is get my doe up I'm your boy you're my girlfriend - stop Hold up I ain't in no kinda rush to grow up So slow up I'm just playing
matter These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover I'm in no hurry, I could wait forever I'm in no rush 'cause I like being solo No worries and
water, drinkin' liquid by the gallons Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', head rushin' Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches And still rush
says, brush a lot Write a Bill O'Reilly track that says hush a lot No, I'm not a player I like Rush a lot I've got 21 concepts but a single ain't one
verse Showing up an few women Im coming up and get bombed rushed For running up Long Beach Have you forgot where you from Eastside of Long Beach represent 21
grips that it ain't so much the drugs It's the addict behavior (No) Was it the dic charge, the cut that came with it Wasn't really the smokin', but the rush
film. I originally started working for Frank as his assistant editor on the film Uncle Meat, and one day we were sitting around watching the Festival Hall shots, the rushes
12:00 on tha dot, midnight Bet 50 grand on a pit fight 6:43 and I'm wakin' up Cookin' cocaine and it's cakin' up 9:00 on da dot, rush hour First you
be about 26 I ain't dizzy It's time to get busy Welcome female is in my arms Overwhelmed by my playboy charms We jumped in the ride rushed to the crib
dead meat I be fighting and stabbin', shootin' and laughin' My ratchet blast on top of you bastards Committin' sins in Cincinnati We'll drive by in all black Caddy's A 21
'm on a different plane like herve villachez Getting the people hyped like monday night at the improv Dive in ricki's lake plus I rush like limbaugh (
on fire, the mob goes wild 21 guns, box made of pine Letter from the government sealed and signed Delivered federal express On your mother's doorstep 21
us Hey! The rushes of joy Blinding lights Hey! Scream with us Hey! Dance with us Hey! The rushes of joy Blinding lights Hey! Scream with us Hey! Dance with us Hey! The rushes
I be fighting and stabbin', shooting and laughing My ratchet blast on top of you bastards Committing sins in Cincinnati We'll drive by in all black Caddy's A 21
ya a bitch, u proly seen us in the club 30 deep equipted with clips an hella wips out side talkin shit we pay to get in nothin rush the doe so kwic 21
