Lyrics:
Vin Diesel
Your girl have your age plus 6 fuckin' pedo
Got your mother and your brother in my blubber
Lil' bugger gettin' mad I got no rubber
I'm
really got to have that operator replaced! Excuse me, Chaplan, I must return to the bridge!
CHAPLAN
Y?all we watch over you! Now how am I to be with
fence, I tryna spill this juice
Life is a catch twenty two
Get out the game before you catch twenty two
I just rev out peds, and tryna catch your bruce
Hop
me and snoop about to clown
I am losin' my religion
I am vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules
gonna kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well
sipping on good wine
Have my mom chillin
It's already destined
The reason she was working
I'm the reason she'll be resting
Jokes aside you by my side is my
I have about the past (can you hear me?)
And I don't want hear it from a human you made
So you're the last person that I'm ever gonna ask
Tell me
Shordy got drive like a old box chevy
You get me
You hear me
Rev it like a mother fuckin' hemi
And she never dry, I can't lie
I'll break da levee
If
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
got to have papers in this world
you might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
ya doing ya job
every day
and then you work so hard till
banging
Everybody in the party doing dope slanging
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swirl
Ya doing
looked back since the day that I was baptised
Held down by my chain, but God got me with the Revive
I was so dead living in all the lust
But God through my
Nobody needs to baptize me
Anytime I laugh I got religion
Cross my forehead cross my knees
I'll take any good sign I'm a clay pigeon
Nobody needs
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day
Now
good deeds could ever fix this
Hopes not lost but if misplaced you’ll have to serve ya sentence
I’m writing repentance in hope you turn this very
such a good time
I'm having a ball
(Don't stop me now)
If you wanna have a good time just give me a call
(Don't stop me now)
'Cause I'm having a good
"When do you want it? Now
Or in the morning?"
"In the morning" I said and turned my back
In the morning I got up and
Made a couple of coffees
Brought her
me and snoop about to clown
I am losin' my religion
I am vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules
All the things I learnt from Newport
Always twice as fast a three o'clock in the morning so no one can jump you
Always be prepared and always have
Ya I seen the dark side
Bout got sucked in by the dark tide.
Ion need to prove nun to y'all
I got freedom from the Son of God.
I had to realize
That
it like a clay pigeon
You treated me like a dog
You got me on the shock collar
Your reasons cloudy as fog
You sold my nudes for a dollar
You saw me
brother Vic stabbed him with a fork and got flipped on by they're mother
Moms sided with nigga who walked out only 3 months later
No wonder they hate her
clay shoes
Playing 1-4-5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh they
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