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Krayzie Bone( Anthony Henderson )
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Wonderful World
Lyricist:Germaine Hargrove, Anthony Henderson, Frederick Nassar, Kimberly Ward
What a wonderful world, world, world, world What a wonderful world, world, world, world What a wonderful world, world, world, world Is this really a wonderful world, world, world?
Out in the streets, streets when the thugs play out in the streets, street We blast that pistol, you's a damn fool if you don't duck, duck, duck We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle, we can whistle while we work
Now I remember mama told me not to be up on the block Trying to push rocks, she said, ''Cause that's the reason that your Brother right now in trouble with the cops' I said, 'No way, not me, ma'
But when she turned her back I stuffed the llello in my sock Hopped on my BMX, and I'm out, yeah, I got what the fiends need If you need some weed, I got it, got the powder and can rock it for ya (Rock it for ya)
My first employer was my bigger brother 'Til his ass got knocked and locked the fuck up Stuck up in that system and I miss him But can't stop eating meals 'cause he in there
And he should be happy I'm out so I can send him commissary As I reach my territory, I jump off my low rider Yeah, that's my bike but you don't tell nobody Soon as I hit the corner the fiends was on a nigga Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Had to them bustas quit hatin' just 'cause my boulder's bigger First I bust a ten, then I bust a twenty sale Another fifty sale, shit today the fiends are spending well Couple hours past and I got two rocks left
And I need to get these off, walk up a few blocks where Them niggas think they ballin', but they smokin' man I tell 'em, I got them double up's and sell my dope to them If you don't tell nobody, I won't tell nobody
Paid them niggas two for twenty I went home and I got pissy (Pissy) Drunk as a skunk, roll me a blunt This is shit we do everyday, we can't front, can't front
Out in the streets, streets when the thugs play out in the streets, street We blast that pistol, you's a damn fool if you don't duck, duck, duck We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle, we can whistle while we work
Well, well, well
It was just, one of them days on the ave of Lincoln I'm just sittin' on the mail box watchin' and thinkin' I just bought all my rocks and the fiends is rushin' A little boy ran in the streets and his moms is fussin' The neighborhood watch, they called the police twice
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