Atl to nyc to la Lyrics
Atl to nyc to la Lyrics |
||
|
|
|
| Browse by artist name | Search in artists | Browse by soundtrack |
| A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # | A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # |
Atl to nyc to la Lyricsby Akon Buy album CD: Other Songs A - L (Akon) So what you know about The struggles that my people went through So you could live the way you live now So what you know about Seein that brand new mother givin away her new born child So what you know about Mr. amadu ndiaij that the senegalis cops shot down So what you know about about how people love to presive us when we are comin to a brand new town Now what you know about Goder Island where all the slaves where shipped from What you know about Bein born in America to avoid immigrations Still from the ghettos of Senegal Africa Africa Comin from the ghettos of Senegal Africa Africa Comin from the ghettos of Senegal Africa Africa Said comin from the ghettos of Senegal Africa Africa Said what you know about (Lloyd Banks) I'm from New York City Eyes on the prize Dodging the worm I'll fry your head like a project perm Bullets burn My right hands in the urn How the hell did I deserve to be placed in a situation with nobodys concern Cursed the coward thats bragin and didn't clap they mark He deserve a beating faster than a fat mans heart I play my part well respected Every minute every second ??? (50 Cent) I come from New York You tuck and handle your buis nigga Coming from where I'm from where I'm from Stick up kids will run up in your mammas crib nigga Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Oh this is some lil shit niggas 'll split ya fuckin weed nigga Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Expect the convesary when your ass doin your bid nigga Comin where I'm from where I'm from (Young Buck) Cashville is what I call home Just know when to call on It's every man for himself I come from the bottom I been to niggas behind the trigga and been in front of the bullet But where I'm from we dont think about it we pull it Crips and bloods in Cali got these country niggas bangin Ain't no more hangin Nigga what shit is u claimin Round here money aint comin like it used to be Cuz these teens in killin fiends over half a g (50 Cent) I come from New York You tuck and handle your buis nigga Coming from where I'm from where I'm from Stick up kids will run up in your mammas crib nigga Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Oh this is some lil shit niggas 'll split ya fuckin weed nigga Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Expect the convesary when your ass doin your bid nigga Comin where I'm from where I'm from (The Game) West side Compton motherfuckers This three wheelin ass scrapin 100 spoke gold daytons Home of the Lakers We ridin dubs like Payton Bandana 45 cock it back hollowtips gon fly You bitch niggas go run and hide It's NWA till the day I die Purple haze I get high Weather I be fat im ready to ride allstar game no come outside
|
|
|||||||||
| DMCA Policy | Add/correct lyrics | Request lyrics | Links | Privacy | Contact us | © STLyrics.com 2002 - | |||||||||
