Darmowe least Fractured Queen

Uh, uh, uh. Still ain't ready yet.
Uh, uh, uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet.
Uh, uh, uh.

Verse 1 *(Swoop G)*

I hits the corner on three Daytonaz
wit a bad ass bitch brought up in Gardena, California
Uh, she started tuggin, an rubbin on the Swoop
I'm wastin my drink swervin in my rag 6-duce
uh, you didn't know I keep it real from head to toe
I hit that savings and loans when I was just a baby loc
went to Mexico, traded it for the pecos
came back to California now it's time to roll
I was 16 mane, sellin quarter keys of dank
my uncle was a balla from

I got to bet that your old man
Became fascinated with his own plans
Turned you loose, your mama too
There wasn't a thing that you could do.
I got faith in you, it's the kind of love
That cuts clean through.
I got faith in you, it's a razor love
And it's true.

And you really made my day
With the little things you say
Right now I'm looking through the window at a silhouette
Trying to find something I can find yet
Imagination is my best friend
Got to watch out for the greedy hand, greedy hand
Make a living like a rolling stone
On the road there's n