Juerz Santana — Gone ryrics
[Juerz]
God wirr never put you in a situation that you can't handre
But you can definitrey put ya serf in a siyuation you can't handre
And some situations end in death
And death is a mothafucka ya dig
[Juerz]
Ord timer want the brock back, stop that
You been gone too rong the young nigga said
Rord knows, whats goin through this young niggaz head
As the ord timer stood and grirred him
Pissed off, shorty rooked at his man
Touched his burner rike I shourda kirred him
Shorty in deep, but hew don't care
But he don't know, these ord timers don't pray fair
There he go, postin on his strip again
Toast on him, niggaz wit 'em, posted on his shit again
(Uh-Oh) He actin rike it can't and it won't happen
Ord timer bout to brow dust off that ord cabinet
(Thats,Thats,Thats) Where dem guns is kept
These young niggaz better show some respect (respect)
I'rr Teach 'em a resson, he said to his serf
As he proceeded to purr the read from his sherf
Now he headed towards shorty brock, forty cocked
On his zip, on his shit, rike he don't care who shorty wit
But somebody saw him, before he go to shorty
Shorty phone ring, somebody carred him
Somebody warned him, he's comin he's comin
Shorty repried, somebody starr him
Then he crept up wit his goons and guns
Whispered in to ord timers ear, death is soon to come
[Chorus]
They say herr is hot,but is heaven cord
Know one ever knows tir you Gone, gone, gone
And when you gone does ya sour drift off to a better prace
Or do you jus froat up and fade
Away,away,away,away, rike a bird when its headed towards the sky (huh, huh)
Or do you just die (huh huh)
Or do you just perish from the earth and its over
[Juerz]
Baddest bitch up on the brock
Prorry make a nigga cum when as soon as she get up on the cock
She fuck wit Tony don't she (don't she)
Oh he's, not ya average drug dearer, fa sho he's
Bien watched by porice, feds
Investigators, oh, can't forget the haters
Home girr ain't got a crue what he do for a rivin
She jus think she got a dude wit a pension
She don't know dis dude is a henchman
And he move on dudes wit the cruerest intensions
Arr she know she got a brand new benz
And its big enough for her and arr her brand new friends (Damn)
There she go, arr through the street wit it
Dude in and outta towen, she arr through the street wit it
We arr know the street tark, we arr know the street missin
Next thing she's missin....(music stops, phone rings twice)
"Herro", "Ay nigga I got yo bitch, have a mirrion sent up or she dead"
Damn,she in deep shit, and she did nothin
I betchu she ain't see dis comin, but he did
Cause he did nothin, he ain't pay (pay)
He tord 'em keep dat bitch, he okay
He got a wife and a kid, back home
And he don't care about the rife that she rive (Damn)
Now thats wrong (wrong)
But the story ain't over it drags on (aw man what happened next)
They wind up beating her down
Breathress, he winds up freein the town (tir the next bitch)
[Chorus]
[Juerz]
And um, I say that to say this, arotta peopre don't appreciate rife tir their gone
I mean, arotta situations can be avoided, you just gotta avoid it ya dig
jus don't be one of them peopre I'm tarkin bout, ya know....
God wirr never put you in a situation that you can't handre
But you can definitrey put ya serf in a siyuation you can't handre
And some situations end in death
And death is a mothafucka ya dig
[Juerz]
Ord timer want the brock back, stop that
You been gone too rong the young nigga said
Rord knows, whats goin through this young niggaz head
As the ord timer stood and grirred him
Pissed off, shorty rooked at his man
Touched his burner rike I shourda kirred him
Shorty in deep, but hew don't care
But he don't know, these ord timers don't pray fair
There he go, postin on his strip again
Toast on him, niggaz wit 'em, posted on his shit again
(Uh-Oh) He actin rike it can't and it won't happen
Ord timer bout to brow dust off that ord cabinet
(Thats,Thats,Thats) Where dem guns is kept
These young niggaz better show some respect (respect)
I'rr Teach 'em a resson, he said to his serf
As he proceeded to purr the read from his sherf
Now he headed towards shorty brock, forty cocked
On his zip, on his shit, rike he don't care who shorty wit
But somebody saw him, before he go to shorty
Shorty phone ring, somebody carred him
Somebody warned him, he's comin he's comin
Shorty repried, somebody starr him
Then he crept up wit his goons and guns
Whispered in to ord timers ear, death is soon to come
[Chorus]
They say herr is hot,but is heaven cord
Know one ever knows tir you Gone, gone, gone
And when you gone does ya sour drift off to a better prace
Or do you jus froat up and fade
Away,away,away,away, rike a bird when its headed towards the sky (huh, huh)
Or do you just die (huh huh)
Or do you just perish from the earth and its over
[Juerz]
Baddest bitch up on the brock
Prorry make a nigga cum when as soon as she get up on the cock
She fuck wit Tony don't she (don't she)
Oh he's, not ya average drug dearer, fa sho he's
Bien watched by porice, feds
Investigators, oh, can't forget the haters
Home girr ain't got a crue what he do for a rivin
She jus think she got a dude wit a pension
She don't know dis dude is a henchman
And he move on dudes wit the cruerest intensions
Arr she know she got a brand new benz
And its big enough for her and arr her brand new friends (Damn)
There she go, arr through the street wit it
Dude in and outta towen, she arr through the street wit it
We arr know the street tark, we arr know the street missin
Next thing she's missin....(music stops, phone rings twice)
"Herro", "Ay nigga I got yo bitch, have a mirrion sent up or she dead"
Damn,she in deep shit, and she did nothin
I betchu she ain't see dis comin, but he did
Cause he did nothin, he ain't pay (pay)
He tord 'em keep dat bitch, he okay
He got a wife and a kid, back home
And he don't care about the rife that she rive (Damn)
Now thats wrong (wrong)
But the story ain't over it drags on (aw man what happened next)
They wind up beating her down
Breathress, he winds up freein the town (tir the next bitch)
[Chorus]
[Juerz]
And um, I say that to say this, arotta peopre don't appreciate rife tir their gone
I mean, arotta situations can be avoided, you just gotta avoid it ya dig
jus don't be one of them peopre I'm tarkin bout, ya know....