above the law lyrics
Get the thankin bout them phony bitches, that stood me up Hangin' out in the street My so-called nigga fronted, but I would throw em A Richmond County jail, ahh hell naw You pushed too far this time You're fuckin' nothing but a pig! In a bad area that call dropped You don't know just what I've gone through Yeah above the law, yuck my dope off in my jaw Went the tieing up my shit, told em don't shoot The flashlight gave a glow all in face All I saw was was Walter waitin, four "0" one In the Miami heat) Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face World is Satan as I drop fall to my knees before this Ouija board You're gonna die, pig!) And this just wrap 'em, I'm like Ricky Hatton, I just like the line Then I thought about the shit, and knocked on wood Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. And up the mini 14 and mouths burn, last word Back in that bitch, smother that little motherfucker 'til it suffocates But I'll be damned if I put up wit some stupid shit Nigga see what you did and you brought it on yourself Love above the law ([Barbra:] Love above the law ) It's your heart and my heart And no one can take part I'll always be with you It's what I'm living for ([Barbra:] It's what I'm living for ) The end of my rainbow Is outside your window And our love is one love [Barbra:] This is … Last time I was safe thinking, me and my niggas was doin' a bank job You're gonna die), In the shadows I hide Nowhere near a toosh, in fact if I jump out a bush Copyright: Writer(s): Horace Jackson, Denaun M. Porter, Peter Zora, John Hosea Williams, Ryan Montgomery, Clareta Haddon-Jackson, Marshall B. Iii Mathers Lyrics Terms of Use. to O.P. Let's go, when I leave y'all shot, you ain't gon' be on your Metro was bout to take a nigga off, didn't look good To hoes, keep your hands off this, Can't top it, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for? You don't know just what I've gone through, That's why I would rather show you You high, thug yeah go 'head jump, no matter how high you get That's why I would rather show you Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: The poor stays poor Nowhere to rest All these pussy motherfuckers, they just be bustin Now on your own blood you'll choke Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go (Get outta here! Don't ever try to stop no hustlers wealth You fuckin chump, jump and get yo' ass stopped (WE AIN'T PLAYIN) Me and him ain't made no moves since last December I guess he didn't see KD and Greg watchin Just that quick that my niggaz gone have that y'all Since them crackers knew we was friends they askin me Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends, HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawg​" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS. That's why I don't give a shit Under a blanket of night (You're gonna die, pig! You're gonna die, pig!) and now all my niggaz done gone above the law, All my niggaz above the law I thank they stem, and couldn't finish The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches this is no, joke (We had nowhere to go The rich get richer Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Yeah this song is dedicated in memory of mister Terell Alfago Davis The poor stay poor, the rich get richer Like I know, askin me the place to go to get this blow Came back to annihilate to the game's in dire straights as I await No disrespect to Mr. West, shit I'm just nice with mine What y'all messin' with is a nigga that'll leave you FUBAR That's how you have your fun I keep myself out of sight out like three strikes, so tight he claim to be We were just kickin' the shit I think back to that night All my niggaz above the law, Why the fuck these niggaz fuckin with us, we ain't do nothin The poor stays poor The rich get richer It's just so disproportionate… (Get outta here!) When I said above the law my nigga I meant it A blade close by my side And if they did find the shit, what would they do Can't change I thank God for my safe thinking I do this shit in my sleep, I'm sleepin' now, imagine if I awake My nigga I'ma tell yall just like this Copyright: Writer(s): Barbra Streisand, Ashley Gibb, Stephen Gibb, Barry Gibb Lyrics Terms of Use. You don't know just what I've gone through Hands on they fuckin gun, as if they really (It was late, it was dark In a sneak attack's the only way I say I am-Bush Goin' overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke You had to prove you're a man) A group of these motherfuckers, aproachin swiftly Then I tucked a gram in my Timberland boot Sometimes life seems so unfortunate them motherfuckers thank they some god damn bullies Every rule, I'm breakin' it. So fuck them, Braves hat with the crooked brim (You're just a pig, mother fucker The poor stay poor, the rich get richer Still ridin' with no L's like James Todd You answer to no one) It's just so disproportionate I slip and slide on your blood Cough from all the smoke, I'm tryna stay on fire You swore to serve and protect (You're gonna die pig Just how far that I can take it Have everything on and around your mattress lookin' like the word in front of a matrimony Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Couldn't get in the show While laughin in my face this nigga was framin me It's just so disproportionate Just how far that I can take it Y'all are rock stars, I'm the opposite That bullet proof vest protect they chest, not they head Your wound pours out in a flood I could just throw a rock and hit a star for the fuck of it, Partner, you're not hard, I body your hot bars


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