100 lyrics for "Hey, come on, come on"
In the streets it's getting hot and the youths Them a get so cold searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap, whoo As generation comes and goes You gatta make preparation for the youths them a grow It's what you reap, it's what
PlayPut our heads together and think on it Maybe later on we can sleep on it But for right now Girl we just need to drink on it Hey girl, hey where ya goin' Come back and sit back down You look too good to be heading home so early now You say you gotta work
PlayGo get 'em, go get 'em, go get 'em They say best go back to black Crack and Moroccan black, go back to that UK rap, we mashing that CAS and Giggs on a track, imagine that Them man's shit was sounding wack So man had to come pick up the slack Attract
PlayI want to tell you 'bout my good thing I ain't disclosing no names but He sure is a good friend and I ain't gonna tell you where he comes from, no If I tell you you won't come again, hey I ain't gonna tell you nothin' but I do will, but I know, yeah Now
PlayHere come the mail, I wanna yell Pulled off in an Aston Ten hoes in a mansion Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic They don't wanna go to college But their brain intelligent Make me wanna do the Heisman Wanna drink the right medicine Ball
PlayHey now hey now Don't dream it's over When the world comes in They come they come To build a wall between us There is freedom within there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost But you
PlayAnd never let me down Only one friend to understand One friend, that never goes away People come and people go They take and they give Build you up, just to let you down That's just the way it is But all I need is One friend, to get me through the day
PlayWhere I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from
PlaySaid we takin' over, one city at a time 'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time If you want to, we can supply you Got enough work, to feed the whole town They won't shoot you, unless you try to Come around and try to stomp on our ground Oh, oh, oh DJ
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