Allfrumtha-I lyrics

Allfrumtha-I lyrics

"Hoo-Ride 'N' Lyrics"



Westside!!!!
Ey, nigga
Westside

(Verse 1 -Boo Kapone)
My nigga Bink got my back,
Nigga Squeak got the gat
Whan I'm faded off some 'yak
When I'm peelin niggas cap, nigga
Fools talk about L.A., L.A.
sounding gay
I doubt if these niggas down for gunplay
And if they hard runnin hollow point tips
I'm coming from the land of the Bloods and Crips
So keep my muthafuckin city out yo dental
It's Westside til I die, y'all can't fade South Central
Nigga, I'm bustin wit not discussion
Down wit the Comrads like I was rushin
Bs and Cs on the same team
wit the same dream: tryna regulate the green
Nigga, Boo kapone faded off the 40 bottle
The Westside Connect Gang ain't naythin but my role model
So back the fuck up
Get smacked the fuck up
My whole game is to dissolve this rap [???]

(Verse 2 -CJ Mac)
[???]
It's the M
One Day Lyrics
Album: Space Camp (2002) And maybe one day if you would just look straight into my eyes you would find your son inside not just a twinkle in your eye And maybe you'd say "I did the best I can with what I know" When our hollowed past feeds the wrong it makes more sense to move along And maybe one day
ac wit no K on the C
Westside, rich roller [???]
See me at the ball wit y'all
I'm down to fall at dawn
I got the rubbers and the [???]
And when they call for [brawls ?]
Jealous niggas catch your wig splittin
Watch them big ol' niggas turn to kitten
When the [???] spittin
Who is locked [??????] , fool
I'm in the studio swangin wit the AllFrumThaI Crew
Twist neck and felon for birds sellin
He's the paper sellin [ and kick it in jail and ?], you know
[Fed, extraterrestial union
lags when he commutin ?]
South Central, C-Riders
still [roll it in ?] peruvian

(Verse 3 -Squeak Ru)
Nigga, all dogs go to heaven
And I be bailin on any muthafucker down for tellin
I can't stand a snitch
He worse than a bitch
Cock back the 9 and hit him witta clip
It's the chronic that be fuckin up my brain
Squeak so [puffed ?] you got [???] me down with chains
Stuck In The Ground Lyrics
to walk away from everything they still love me i wish my clock would get stuck in the stuck in the ground loving the ground i came here to wallow in my sympathy they still love me i wish my clock would get stuck in the stuck in the ground loving the ground (uuhh)
br /> I can't avoid, you get destroyed
Got em paranoid, smashin niggas like astravoid
I like to bang on niggas and watch em pass
You never see the fat man runnin outta gas
Niggas is harmless, let's start this
Welcome to your funeral, I'm the prince of darkness

(Verse 4 -The Comrads)
Hoo-Ride, Westside, surprise, surprise
Comrads in cahoots witta ThaI
Ski masks and body bags, neckbreakers
Niggas left in body [cas ?], [?] takers
2-11ers, everybody scared of us
3 time felons, 1-8-7ers
[Mony, Mony, stitch yourself Tony ?]
[???] niggas, trunk full of funny money
Slide it to the S-A's,cuanto cuestos
Screamin 'bout [ Lexus ?], bullet-proof vestos
Connected like Siamese Twins
[Ordered in ?] chinese checkers on Henn', muthafucker

(Verse 5 -WC)
Murder One, Murder One
Niggas make way cuz here I come
Steady drippin liquor, hittin tied niggas
Where We Started Lyrics
We always fail to say what's on our minds Holding us closer to the things we've left behind Who would think that it would take this long You're fooling yourself pretending nothings wrong To have it all and not relate To have it all your way Its about where we started and what we became Ever changing but we stay the same Sing it again sing it again until its over Sing it again sing it again until it
> checkin niggas for chickens
Still saggin, [??????] fat flippin, nigga
I'm true to this, fuck all the glamour and the camera
Or else I beat your ass with a muthafuckin [???] hammer
Cyco-scenetic, Connect Gang fanatic
Bandanas [???] back when the heaters squeezed up, rider
Dub C from the Dub S C
Highly hated but never faded
Cuz I'm hoodsta witta [crook related ?]
Niggas be starin but can't fuck this all
When I connect, ride to the [???]
[???????] bang 'im and peel the jaw
Nigga, what's happenin,
which of y'all really wanna get this shit crackin
I got the [A-O 15 ?] to semiautomatics, hey
Puttin it down wit my niggas from the other side
Dub Hoo-Ride'n' wit AllFrumThaI, nigga

Yeah, yeah, nigga
Busters gotta bow down
AllFrumThaI, Westside Connect Gang
We hoo-bang and we hoo-ride
Y'all niggas can't fuck witta Westside, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah


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