Paroles:
The Damned Hit Or Miss

took my money spent the whole damn lot another hit or miss another hit or miss another chance of hit or miss another hit or miss another hit or miss

took my money took the whole damn lot Another hit or miss Another hit or miss Another chance of hit or miss Another hit or miss Another hit or miss

missing. On my tour bus smoking weed and fucking hoes, Waka Flocka Flame booked up meet me at my shows. Buck nigga it's a go, nigga I'm on everythang, damn

niga what [Verse 1: Z-Ro] Ha haaa... uhh I wake up early in tha evening around 5:30 or 6 my nextal phone beepin from all tha calls I miss Brush my grill

my dresser yes sir Got a bad black bitch that drives a black inpressor You know I'm smoking on that herb Every damn day just to calm my damn nerves Screwed

And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence They wonder where I went, they keep looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe

And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence They wonder where I went, they keep looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe

. Look Tommy I miss you but I'll see you when I get thurr. Chorus 1: I've been through the dirt, been slammed from right to left. I've been hit, been

the kids a positive message like Farrakhan Or I can give 'em pistols and targets to squeeze 'em on I'm tryin to make a decision damn, leave me alone I