Paroles:
Goodie Mob Other

you In that cold cell Can't do nuttin' but take what them folk give me I'm dead serious Them folk givin' away time Just to show us the good Lord

get blocked For sinning papers, word is bogus Freeloaders get dropped out Pay docked Rollers, wanna be callin' shots Non-believers hot, under the collar Goodie

[Big Gipp] Look out the sun is out while its raining The devils wife must be complaining Remember that? its brothers work Elbows in and up and down the

thang, get yours cheese, and work to be free [Gipp] Remember me, from the state of the peace dream Mountains to the red dirt, damn it hurt, but it feel good

[T-Mo] Trying to keep my head above water Selling myself short to meet the fucking quota Still there's niggas at my heels to get my paper Stacking up