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been on the road like a Seminole warrior. Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for Reside West Coast from the Mid West. Take what you like and * all the rest, man. We only enter
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Bài hát Bless The Broken Road - D. Christopher. I set out on a narrow way, many years ago. Hoping I would find true love along the broken road. But I got lost a time or two. Wiped my brow and kept
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somethin' to eat. I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suite. But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat, let's go. . Nigga things change, dem stay the same. Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle
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construction. Sometimes you wonder. What kinda freedom they're talking. If you're here looking for the Devil. You'll find him on Freedom's Road Freedom's Road, Freedom's Road. If you wanna take a ride
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there'll be sixteen here next time we start. So move with the wind. Fifty dollars in my pocket. Wait for the sun. That silver-lining rocket. Two traveling souls. Living on the road. To wayward kids
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Where you at nigga?. I'm on the road, I'm on my way down there, 75 south nigga. Man, bring that muthafuckin' work, man. We gotta fill these goddamn streets. You understand what I'm talkin' 'bout
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Six months out on the road. Don't know if I'm ever goin' home. Out there in the middle of America. Out of my head, feelin' hysterical Wishin' I was back in New York. Playin' in Reilly's on a
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I've lost my mind on what I'd find. And all of the pressure that I left behind. On Allison Road. Fools in the rain if the sun gets through. Fire's in the heaven of the eyes I knew. On Allison
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gathered around her. Miner's lady, stranger to blue water. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky. Misty taste of moonshine . Teardrops in my eyes. Country road, take me home. To the place I belong. West
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mistake, say it again. Oh Nina. You should go Nina. 'Cause I ain't never coming home. Nina oh, won't you leave me now. And I've been living on the road Nina. But then again you should know Nina. 'Cause
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the mickey, got the score On the road yeah, I'm making a move All the fools gone back to the zoo Bad bitch, bad guys in the pool My level, yeah over you, yeah ooh Jumping through my key, going lit With
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?. Rappers all scarred up, discoloration. Mental gymnastics with this conversation. Just my little friend, this was just a vacation. I'm dedicated to the grind, real nigga discipline. Show on the road, low
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makes me go harder. Grow stronger and get tougher when the road get longer. Sometimes you gonna think that it's too much on ya. But think what I'd be doing if this wasn't going on. So I just keep pushing
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, 'Army men'. Dat bitch, wrappin' her hair in Barbie pins. When the pressure's on, you'll find a bomb in your car. In your trunk on the road to Arlington Yo, dat bitch, the one that'll take control
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Six months out on the road. Don't know if I'm ever goin' home. Out there in the middle of America. Out of my head, feelin' hysterical. Wishin' that I was back in New York. Playin' in Reilly's on
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. I hear the talk on road is I'm the * boy. Phone call back home. * is hot up in the 6 boy (hot up in the 6 boy). * hot up in the 6 right now *. Hot up in the 6 boy (hot up in the 6 boy
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. I hear the talk on road is I'm the * boy. Phone call back home. * is hot up in the 6 boy (hot up in the 6 boy). * hot up in the 6 right now *. Hot up in the 6 boy (hot up in the 6 boy
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-thompson-rufus-wainwright-king-of-the-road. html. I know every engineer on every train. All of their children, and all of their names. And every handout in every town. And every lock that ain't locked. When
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in love. Bang bang baby hit me one time,. two days on the road. and you're still on my mind. You'd think that I would learn. 'cause I'm young and fine. But I'm broke, so I'm tryin' to make. a
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a nigga sittin' tall. dog, you gotta do something fatt. on the road with wolf, why'd you come back?. cause them up there, don't want to play fair. got me pinned to the wall like a *
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dont get this opportunity in a lifetime. Im on the road and niggas askin bout ya. They wanna hear you cause they hear a * rapping about you. They know nigga that was jailing with you,. they
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dont get this opportunity in a lifetime. Im on the road and niggas askin bout ya. They wanna hear you cause they hear a * rapping about you. They know nigga that was jailing with you,. they
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Featuring B. B. King Hook. Guess I was on the road. Didn't know which way to go. I think I hear a praying man coming. A praying man coming Sometimes I couldn't read the signs. My people done
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Featuring B. B. King Hook. Guess I was on the road. Didn't know which way to go. I think I hear a praying man coming. A praying man coming Sometimes I couldn't read the signs. My people done
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Bài hát Lockjaw - French Montana, Kodak Black. Intro French Montana. My nigga on the road. You never told me. Montana. Hook Kodak Black and French Montana. It be hard to watch the cash when the
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emotions are in control. I'm takin' the high road Oh, I wanna walk in the club. With my high heels on. Oh, I wanna say, "Shut up". But that'll be wrong, wrong Oh, I really like to make a scene. I'mma
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I've been on the rollercoast'. So many ups and downs and turns. Homies droppin' like flies. Full strapped forty times. Doin' it like send the city guy. While I'm on the road, doin' shows, takin
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tight, my man (My guy). He's got the frisbee (Shew). I trap, trap, trap on the phone. Movin' that cornflakes (Uh). Rice Krispies. Hold tight, my girl Whitney (My G). On, on, on, on, on the road doin' ten
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). Hold tight, my man (My guy). He's got the frisbee (Shew). I trap, trap, trap on the phone. Movin' that cornflakes (Uh). Rice Krispies. Hold tight, my girl Whitney (My G). On, on, on, on, on the road doin
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cat and mouse, and I think it's got my soul,. I think it's time for thinkin' 'bout a time to roll on. Down the road. . Here comes Big Mike, I kinda owe him some beans,. He must be crazy, I guess
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cat and mouse, and I think it's got my soul,. I think it's time for thinkin' 'bout a time to roll on. Down the road. . Here comes Big Mike, I kinda owe him some beans,. He must be crazy, I guess
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I was born in a bunk. Mother died and my daddy got drunk. Left me here to die or grow. In the middle of Tobacco Road Grew up in a dusty shack. And all I had was a-hangin' on my back. Only you
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I was born in a bunk. Mother died and my daddy got drunk. Left me here to die or grow. In the middle of Tobacco Road Grew up in a dusty shack. And all I had was a-hangin' on my back. Only you
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I was born in a bunk. Mother died and my daddy got drunk. Left me here to die or grow. In the middle of Tobacco Road Grew up in a dusty shack. And all I had was a-hangin' on my back. Only you
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fact?. Even though the love. Of a happy man waits before Well, the winter-wind blows chilly. And the road is dark and gray. So take pity on a wanderer. Should you pass me on the way Oh, I'll laugh
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you're famous. I know I'm late it's always the same *. But don't fall asleep on me, hang in there. I'm on the road right now swangin, girl
