Texty:
Love Like Blood Like A Bird

When a game begins to get a drama Connecting subculture and decadence Nothing is such exciting as life A surf of beauties lewd and lavish Wear and tear

livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs Come back on the run and kiss my love gun Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry

girl, Can this be so Girl have we drifted so far that we can?t even talk no more.] [-Estelle] Uh huh, listen yo We can?t talk no more blood ?Cause you never ever really understood blood

stuck the nigga fast Yeah, that motherfuckin' snake in the grass We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a

wetted, you wet who I want wetted Any nigga can get it (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor)

taste or would you like to remind me why we're here As I walk to the water to cleanse off the blood on my hands The weight of this crime leaves a stain

its a lot of bloods Who ain't afraid to kill a soul Like the locked up thug But back to the point Me I got them chopper colors Like the kitchen of a

had to hustle harder, move up my mustle marger Seen new jack city, cop me a couple cars And that's word to my father, send a bird to my father Dove love

bitch better than anybody ever treated her Stupid ass nigga, she ain't nuttin' but a hoe Bet you fell in love with her, man You can't turn a hoe into a