Barrington

Barrington Levy lyrics

Barrington Levy lyrics

"Bad Boyz Lyrics"

Too Much Love Lyrics
If I didn?t forget you my heart would explode. Yeah. There is too much love. Yeah way too much love. The last thing we need is to miss. The last thing we need is this. I will never regret you. It kills you to know. Yeah. There is to


[Shyne]
Now tell me who want to fuck with us?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I bang - and let your fuckin brains hang, snitches
Fuck all them able bitches with riches
who carry 22's, up in they hosiery
A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me
Think he just finished sniffin a ki, and dippin the D's
Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin my moms
Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop
Life Goes On Lyrics
How do you stop yourself from Falling apart and going under Lost in a world that's got your Name tag, nametagged and your number One by one they will find you Life goes on behind you

Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds
and bust shots at them street cops
Fuck yo' point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin jaws
Pointed, hollow point shit
Four-point-six, need I say more?
Or do you get the point bitch? C'mon

What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? (Bad Boyz)
What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? (Bad Boyz)
What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? (Bad Boyz)
Aim
The List Goes On Lyrics
Radio play just depresses me today Why is it so throw away? The lists that you write, just to classify this tripe When clearly it all sounds the same Oh oh oh Well I've heard it all done be
for the sky, cop the shit then shoot ..

[Shyne]
Minks draggin on the floor - bangin on your whore
Suckin the croissant just examine it for flaws
Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law
got a nigga head hurtin squirtin til they pull the curtain
Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills
wipe the tears from my eyes, no love
Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death
as I coke-test and see the lawyers
By Myself Lyrics
(R.J. JohnsonThe Honeyrods) We started the motion from a notion dropped off in the ocean were running the legs off the child Stand by the chain that you locked you're gonna find out that it just w
talk of protest
Can't fuck with you weak rap niggaz, witcha gay raps
Runnin 'round talkin this and talkin that
See me in the streets, tried to give me dap
Andrew Cunanan ass niggaz
My two cannons blast niggaz, ass niggaz
Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained
Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine
Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out
Cop the pist-al, nigga, talk shit