name of this town The frightened boy said Grandville sir the man said well what do ya know Ha I used to live in this little one horse town I guess about
of this town The frightened boy said Grandville sir and the man said well what do you know I used to live in this little ol' one horse town bout six
What you leave ain't so good to see Well, you tore me up in little bitty pieces You dragged me all over the ground I was a big man but now I ain't nothin
niggas wit that ice on, rims shined up This towns one big pussy waitin to get fucked I holla at A-I peoples to get gats They charged me 500 a piece for
in Cali locked up when I was summoned Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin' Look around, your town is crumblin' This Big Tech from the Midwest, leavin
What's your fancy? Big time skills or small penny Dead to latter my varsity letter, fatter than your JV Only play with the big boys, toys bringin that
found That's where I live and Columbus is the town I got the pen You got the paper A c.d. a tape I sign it then leave and get a nice big plate of fish
Moe and me, we have been a lot Looking for some head in a little bitty shop On top, on wrist rock it's going down H-Town, South Side, third ward bound
home girls you like my homies We ain't really tryna spend these two night lonely Shawty, really ain't much I'm asking for A little conversation, a nice piece
to have it Everything is flat But at the same time I'm leaving niggas on their back Up in the neighborhood I'm trying to stack a little cream I'm paper
's not a piece of road 'round here we ain't burned down Except that stretch that heads on outta town Yeah, whenever you need to feel that freedom Leave a little
**** wit that ice on, rims shined up This towns one big **** waitin' to get **** I holla at A I peoples to get gats They charged me 500 a piece for
bein' the street I'm puttin' One little Two little Three little holes in the back of ya dome You shoulda stayed home D-Town born and raised Drinkin
on bein' the street I'm puttin' One little Two little Three little holes in the back of ya dome You shoulda stayed home D-Town born and raised Drinkin
see this, I recommend some School for the blind by Helen Keller Big ups to Lord Have Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas Redman and the Rockafellas Big
there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile is better than two little
to go out with her. Some little girls even want to take her home. Don't get any idea, little lady. On the other side of town, the assistant D.A. promise
Quest, man, they nonstop And don't forget the Jungle Beez, yo, they nonstop Let me tell you a little something about Soul, tell 'em son I be a piece