me what it means and you can't see how much remains what to do and what do you expect from whom... from another kind of me for fake...for fake...for fake...for fake
tell me what it means and you can't see how much remains what to do and what do you expect from whom... from another kind of me for fake...for fake...for fake...for fake
[?] guise claiming they lost there mind She ain't really seen shit nigga til you had the whole World flipped upside down Right side up from the DEC so the Eastside's up Fired up
deprive me of the that respect I need Oh I see, you don't know that a nigga motor just blow And I'm walkin by myself talking to myself up and down the
it Got no tyme for da fake and what I'm sayin is u gon give it lyk [Pre-Chorus 1:] (Gogo playin) [Chorus] [Verse 4:] Well I ain't spendin cash for
Get Butt Fucked I See You In The Hood All I'll Say Is "Tough Luck" Don't Holla Percise Gang... ... Ya Get Fucked Up What What? Cut A Nigga Up Like Nip
s you Sellin crack but can't make no profit, Cause you smokin it up, and you just can't seem to stop it That's you That keep playin up without a rubber
feelin started indulgin in drug dealin, was'nt scared to be caterpillan a soldier but for the wrong cause he bosted screamin give it up you give it up
bitch Home light weight but my style great, now my pockets is the shit Now it's time, for expansion Bought a nice house for parole, now I'm grind up building
setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking I done showed up and I po'd up, then I blowed up like yeast Diamonds slugs up on my teeth, hollerin
Spundalay a nigga will run up in ya residents with the undelay, cold hearted just to get they fetti, bustin brains for a living disrespecting God's children bitch you made for
to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death I think I'm ready, because this world ain't no friend of mine Only thing I qualify for
've been known, to make people and guns come up missing Witness, my disappearing act Cause motherfuckers be tripping and sweating me, like I'm still selling crack
I'm a trend setter with a beretta for real it ain't no faking I done showed up, then I poured up, then I blowed up like heats Diamond slugs up on my
(*talking*) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up The ghetto motherfucking alarm clock Wake up nigga [Z-Ro] Lord forgive us for sinning, give us this day
of zones with Ro Fuck rapping, I need some right now money, it's getting crucial I'll be jacking for some right now money Niggas ain't ready for the