(time to pay) Remember your eyes Turning black every time they stared right through me Drove me crazy And I'm turning around, I'm ready to go back again
let go Of everything (everything) that we planned And start all over again Just blame yourself cuz you blew it I won't forget how you do it Sweet baby This is where the game ends
My God Termaine Just Won't Let Up [x3] [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] Go hard or go home, back to your residences, soon as the red dogs give the block back
go you gotta go Mash the pedal to the floor, let the tommy gun go I ain't never had no love for a mark, is how it go Fortune and fame bout to grow, 20
this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all
smokin's a bad habit They say it always take you to your casket, but fuck death Cause I ain't scared, bitch I'm ready to fly But until I go I'ma murk
gotta go, you gotta go Mash the pedal to the floor, let the tommy gun go I ain't never had no love for a mark, is how it go Fortune and fame about to
Den To jump on this track with you boys, you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd coast, yeah I got this [Den Den] See I'm mentally ready
Den in a Benz And accepting all the dope trafficing Got the dope in the trunk, and we backing in So much money, gotta back track my ends I got the glut
Who the fuck running up so nigga what, 'fore I leave my star full of that heat Gotta watch my back, 'fore I be alone That shit is gon fall, and the while back
Nigga [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Short than a motherfucker snatched up by one-time Make a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime So here we go
yay-yo. Hollar "one-time" when I say so. Don't want to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences. Narcs on a nigga's back, missin' me by inches. And they say
