, they won't even care at all. Cause to them you have been down there for so long., And when you find that you can't love them Fuck them all And when
So therefor it won't stop, blades we gone chop When the laws hit the block, fences we gone hop Hit the stash spot out, for the glock Fuck the crooked
south i got them diamonds in my mouth. Z-ro(yeah) im from tha south i got them diamonds in my mouth. Z-ro(screwed up click) im from tha south i got them
it's all for stacks man And once I get it, it ain't gon be no turning back Fuck the boomerang affect, making motherfuckers hate me From a distance, hopping fences
's drastic [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Rolling over the competition, on a mission for the crown Ain't no obstacle gonna stop me, cause I'm knocking them all
till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all remember me Y'all, Y'all remember
get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all remember me Y'all, Y'all
on a regular buck when it counts. I'm tryin' to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce. And gettin' lost on the five-o, fuck them hos. Got a 45
, my competion's zero Cause I could give a fuck about you, better duck Or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up I give a fuck I'm sick inside my mind, why you
in plastic I smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it counts Tryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce Gettin ghost on the five-oh, fuck them
We Fucked Up We Fucked Up You Know That We Fucked Up [Kurupt:] I Like To Smoke And Drink With That Nympho Plated Thang [Daz:] Because We Fucked Up We Fucked
in yo position Never had no mercy for them niggas that's not applying they self And shit ain't perfect so you got to make it work for yourself You catch them
2: Krayzie Bone] Them St. Claire thugs we love When they pumpin' them slugs now what, See them duck from the scum When I dug them enemies deep in the
po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me
get you cleared up thugs All ah my muthafuckas show they nuts, and guts Runnin' up out the cut pumpin' bucks Ready ta fuck you up must bust them, And
gun and laughter. 12-guage eruptions; all that mattered when them busta's scattered. Reachin' for them pistols, but them can't fade me gauge. Now me bucked them straight to them