Lyrics:
to see me
Unless I'm creeping up on you in black and 3-D
Laying my stunt get down
Like a Westside clown is supposed to, smoking bi-coastal
A nigga got
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
unless you want to meet a clown
In this life, I'm going straight down
Sorry Mom
Sorry Dad
I'm a fuckup real real bad
(True story)
I know it hurts
I know
at you when they really wanna frown
Well a that's just the way tainted folk get down
Just keep it real and, we'll see
When the situation is tainted love
talkin' real crazy the gang gonna get him
I skate my class and dismiss him
My life is a blessin'
And voices on me cause I'm checkin'
That boy he be talkin'
Walls have ears
Doors have eyes
Trees got voices
Yey Yey
Dabi dabi mi nsroma bepue
Minya sika dia meko fie
Mensuro ebeye yie y3b3ko fie
Word
Y3b3
and vaccines, we got the people to crack fiends
To try to run the streets like a track team
Flat screens and DVDs and TVs and P.S. 5s
Niggas got P.S. 3s, nah,
opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in
Keeping ma day ones
nobody coming in lock the door
Only them wey them go they
when am down below on floor
Bro
ɔmo p3 oh ,ɔmo mp3 oh We go win
We
Rest In Peace to me, I'm lost there aint no finding me
Old lifestyles history, no findin it on DVD
Life's a movie, Blockbuster, you gotta pay the fee
Just baby girl and me
Got real sisters outside
Why lie when my life's neon lights?
Real sisters down to ride, and they gon' ride tonight
She put some
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
never ever let you fall down.
Cus you are my real Woman.
Ferron Again!!
- Ah, girl you are a real woman (real woman)
- Remember how we stated you were
Life)
Man, all I'm trying to do is just drive my car
Turn my beats up and rhyme these bars
But even when I abide by laws
You run my plates just to find my
walking in the door
They ran up on the opp real quick, he had no time to draw
They got the drop on the opp, so they demanded everything
They took the drugs,
Murder on the beat produced by Kidrackz
(That's Kidrackz!)
I'm nutty professor talking big facts
(That's big facts!)
Awe man
Niggas real until they aint
master bedroom
Saw ya DVD you talking that ridiculous noise
Sister got kids with baby cribs bigger then yours
Danny DeVito ducking down
Couldn't even
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
a two-door speed off and we hop out
Tryna walk to us get walked down
Said she done wit me she stalked now
Was willing to help but I'm not now
Cause I'm tryna
calling and I'm headed there soon
My life's an empty room consumed by gloom
My demons haunt me, and they won't leave me alone
I tried to exorcise them, but
niggaz man, them bricks (finish bitch!)
Ride out nigga
Uh, yeah
[Break - Ja Rule (Hussein Fatal talks over Break)]
The life, the life (the life, the life
Three men chilling with the boy on the road
Four door mase fuck up yo
One by one i go wound dem no
Two by two shordy get down low
Three men chilling with
My life's been crossed, crooked since a seed it hurts
Got a package from the devil, payin' my deeds
Preoccupied by the greed, in this crooked life I
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