and got nothing good at Son, I was wrong they were right And now every if and every why Lay my head on the line every if and every why And it hurts and
eyes and got nothing good at Son, I was wrong they were right And now every if and every why Lay my head on the line every if and every why And it hurts and
that don't do much to pull her and dick her Everyday I'm poppin a tab and pullin a sticker Everyday I'm switchin the tags and pullin up sicker Every "
in chromers For the buyers chromosomes I got summers I got vicadens, valiums I ain't stopping Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin And that's how we rocking
Wrist Da-Daimonds In My Mouth And It's All On A Bitch I Guess I Took Notes From Kevin Federline Everytime Milk A Bitch Like A Cow Every Cent Every Dime
Before Them 6 Fingers Nigga And If Youve Done It How We Done It Nigga Watch For The Law Cuz We Knew When They Were Commin. Nigga Haaands Up! And Every Summer
back in the bed his teen-age queen Is rocking and rolling and acting obscene Baby, baby. .. Baby, baby. . . Cimmie then cakes, uh! If I do I'm gonna lose my... And
the truth, some bust a loop. And search for some knowledge that come runnin' in the woods. And if I should a choose to be one Then I will be a ???? hoodin' with books and
them into granades And Just Blaze, cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if
Matter fact I'll take you in the back you in the hat, and you in the blue and the black Lets have a gangsta party Somebody lean over and tell Banks
Matter fact I'll take you in the back you in the hat, and you in the blue and the black Lets have a gangsta party Somebody lean over and tell Banks to
them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if