I just met this punk rock girl All alone, sick of the world Not into the American dream Doesn't believe in the land of the free One day she ran away
this, it was my dream come true But it's nothing like I expected I know in time that people change I was foolish to think we'd stay the same But I don
y'all niggaz, wanna see me with no bread I know, I might got a price on my head It's alright I ain't scared, bitch I'm still living I know a lot of y
and that ain't my sport I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port I sip my v-dozen on the street, bump my beats When I'm twistin' my dub, can'
I wish you'd give me what I'm looking for I hit the light switch, then hit the front door I say farewell to the western front I?m having? second thoughts
run and get this money, f**k these punks Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf I ride or
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is I don't know why I'm even on this track Y'all niggas ain't even on my level I'm going to let my little homies Ride
(feat. D. Cole) Uh Ooh! [Chorus:] I got my flag on so you know I be Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so you know I
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn
Lord blessed us Gave me true family I can depend on 500 Benz with the Synchro rims on Now I can get off when the wind blow But I'd like to thank you,
And I hope that you find love along the way But most of all I wish you'd stay I figure right about sundown You'll be in West Tennessee And by then Maybe I
and I pray Now I lay me down to sleep, I do this shit in my sleep So now imagine if I awake! I'm champ, bitch, I've never tasted Cannibus can never be
-O-D Whether what may, meet me at the front door See the pressure got a nigga knockin shit off his desk Cause of the stress I stack words make cats bruise
hate me til I'm dead in the ground I'm D-A-D-E Dade county [Jarvis - Chorus:] I'm all in and I rep my city till I die as long as I'm thinking and breathing
blaze when I shine. Nigga wish quick. No startin I'm the shootin kind. Front page all the time. You boys think sick but I ain't got no roof on mine. I
I'd rather be ridin' than walkin' While all you loud mouth niggas keep talkin' All you high paid niggas stay fly I'ma slide left, fly right on by I'ma do it on
What if I was from Staten? I'd be King Kong knockin down the buildings in Manhattan (Gorilla warfare) Shootouts, real block shit West coast assassin on
