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Because we're 'bout to have a big feed (yo) It's a Samoan lunch, where there's only four of us But we got enough food to feed about six streets I'm in
Passed out at 4 am Woke up on the floor again Searching through the time I spent Wasted on what's never meant I just miss the life I had Missed
To all the ladies working Iowa-80 Selling pussy to the chrome on the interstate Living hard lives Working long nights Hit by every man you ever
might lie but I'm a player by nature Work a ho quick for the paper So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb (Chronic) I brought a whole
of some niggas last year Wish they let my nigga out on parole Niggas used to bump The Warm Up by Cole While niggas used to warm the house wit the stove,
up my life Shine bright just like The 4th of July Illuminate the night sky This if for my mini me Live a nice life like I never had a enemy Did it for
on the tap, whip up a brick of the crack I got four joints on the medium heat, got the stove doing jumping jacks Argument with the fiend, she said my worker's
around bruh Love ya life and just smile cause Time flies it don't wait for us Time waits for nobody no got to get it just go On it seven twenty-four
I say, I mean it I never take back words, I live by four words "Don't ever go backwards" Love for the outcasts and all of those who've been down
home-place where I grew up And of the days both good and bad My overalls were hand-me-downs My shoes were all full of holes I used to walk for four miles
of mine V3 I been runnin on a pack a day Linin cigarettes w crack cocaine has finally broken me down Stranded in a terrible state V4 I been collected by
mates and get one shot Two shot, three shot, four shot Pull up the flavors, I don't pull cards, pull flavors, argh (jheeze) Hold up, get a whole one
swear you're gonna die if she ever asks You to leave V4 Cause sure comes a day, sweet sunshine to rain The rumbling of her packin up the shelves
Go away! Haven't I told you I've finished with blondes for ever? I want a woman I can't see in the dark! Ohh! Can't you be more easy to please?
Henny on the Goose on a night out Sun's out, phone the lads, get the bikes out Banglez on the riddim, that's the right sound Four man deep, two trey
Crizila, Crizila, Crizila Powered by the Chrysler big block Four hundred cubes The biggest damn sedan to ever Come off the assembly Bumper
Crizila, Crizila, Crizila Powered by the Chrysler big block Four hundred cubes The biggest damn sedan to ever Come off the assembly Bumper
[Jayo] Uh-huh uh-huh WHAT? [E-40] Jayo, Jayo smell me on this one [E-40] Jayo (Jayo) I hope I don't ever have to go back to slangin llello
Turn the lights down low, get in the moment Get my Chick Taylors on, lace em How we used to run back then We talkin' 9-3 9-4 eleven years ol' man
Believe me he heard 'Cause he left that job at 7 AM Been chasing his dreams now ever since then He said I'm free I'm free to do what I wanna Free
choice, or better yet no voice But still by that time I hope to write enough rhymes To own a fleet real estate with a Rolce Royce Rollin' deep through this
G.G.O., Ghetto Government Official Razah, 4th Disciple [Chorus: x2] Hip hop is a way of life, it's in my breath The way I, breathe and step,
You know you saw them, but no one ever listens, They'll be long gone by the time the sun has risen, You feel 'em lurking, hear 'em howling in
Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me Money, money, money all they ever fucking say I
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