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(repeat) Written by Arona, Raggdat Cris, & Punialava’a
a gamble My life been in shamble Double edge sword burnin' both sides of the candle "But Cris, you can't handle the truth" Don't want to face
ever since life been a gamble My life been in shamble Double edge sword burning both sides of the candle "But Cris, you can't handle the truth"
My girl got a girlfriend See 'em in a pearl Benz Passin' by ya, sittin' higher Flyin' then what yours is My girl got a girlfriend And we be bringin'
Pas d'amour chez nous, j'te baise et naleki Après un drive-by en T-Max t'es mort ou en béquille (t'es mort) Viens pas nous tester c'est une
streets still no Matter how ugly it seems long as I got on my Bulletproof Buddy Lee jeans Kweli and 'Cris Niggas never heard no shit like this Yeah, I got
Yeah, F-50 As times go by, I twist the lah Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gon' die You think I'm off point 'cause You see me gettin' high But
Halo, sippin' Cris and we straight Monday, we go to Bungalow 8 Tuesday, I'm in Spa, drunk, doin' the shake And for the rest of the week, we just follow
we on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy) I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares (ayy) We pop Cris', my nigga,
Talking pounds 'cause I smoke it Talking game 'cause I played it I'm wasted, Rose that's my favorite OG kush you could taste it Buying Cris' by
we on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy) I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares (ayy) We pop Cris', my nigga,
about the past, now's a better time than never Matter of fact, it's time to start making better decisions So put your fires out, and stop burning 'Cris
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above) Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh) [Beanie Sigel] Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there Billionaires Boys
(Hey Cris, fuck you!) Pull up in my pain like I'm Cris, yeah I got bands on me (uh) Beams on me (uh) Lean on me (ay) Do not lean on me (ay)
holding a leng, G roll wid a skeng, When my face is bait up It's 6 in the morn, My sis wid a jawn, Said cris don't wait up Poor ski She bout da dumb yutes,
a gritty fiend for, Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh, New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper, Decimal doctor, multiply to get
[Master P talking] It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company They probably would've gave up by now But No Limit, we constantly
If I could stick my hand in my heart Spill it all over the stage Would it satisfy you Would it slide on by you Would you think the boy is strange
and stay real jiggy, uh-huh And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby You know it's hell when I come
a couple books by Donald Goins Bout the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to make it My bank account
and stay real jiggy, uh-huh And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby You know it's hell when I come
on every ride Cause I got to, I got to nigga Live life you ain't gone live it twice Pop cris, smoke dro, and get that white Don't worry bout the price
chose I I ain't gonna lie What I look like turnin' down chocha Drove by, smokin' lye Recognize a pimp, open your eyes Hop in the passenger side
is like hangin' yourself at a..... I know you thought I'd be locked up Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
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