is death, You have to die. But how you?ll comprehend what is death If you don?t know what is to live. I am not talking of biological live, Because it is
sin is death, You have to die. But how you?ll comprehend what is death If you don?t know what is to live. I am not talking of biological live, Because it is
the shop is closin nigga) Always rep the street for all y'all (Constantly hittin y'all off with street shit and keep y'all niggaz open yeah All my niggaz
pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot, We
now we countin the math, we 'bout that birdplay My crew's committed, you dudes gon' get it Have a seat you through when I'm finished, my troopers is fitted
Feelin it, feelin it, chickens are ice grillin it Cops pullin it over, Jigga react militant Speed off Officer told me "Turn the beat off" I truned it
can Fuckin Out Smoke me! [Loc] Forced me to do it (why?), now I have to (why?) Ima leave you standin stone like a statue Speechless, as I let loose with
get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, gone get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, gone get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, were tradin places. [
them, bitches, I'm gropping them Open up your veins, cop three bags of Dopium Super soak these niggas, stroke with the magnum force Leak it in the streets
' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Gon' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Gon' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it We?re trading places
was that!" I said and quickly giggles spread infection in the room. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop!" I said but it seemed to spread and spread. "Stop it or
, so dude's wide open for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it but I will 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I live Finna get
to tell you that i cry sometimes i cry sometimes, about it and girl i know it hurt, but if this world was perfect, then we can make it work but i doubt it
it in, I'm spinning out of orbit, I'm comin for your fuckin' planet like I fought for it. Metamorphic, something metal in my pocket, Turn it from my