Lyrics:
the flocks, clips in the glocks
Multi-platinum, still watchin' for the cops
Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks
Me I'm gee'd up, grabbing on my,
dreams fulfillin'
I'm finna make a killin'
But still I'm by that building where
These niggas try to kill 'em
Cause when he's not around is when
His niggas
chair tied in a suburban drinkin' burban
I'm only three and gotta chip Motorola
A hoochie babysitter with snitches by the stroller
Lyin cryin
(yeah)
Now I realize I need to wake up
So I'm giving you all my heart
(I remember) oh, watchin' the clouds go by
(You were always there) you always
on the edge of insanity
And rhymin' like its the end of humanity
Still people from the old neighborhood can't stand to see me
Turn around and tell girls we
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Driftin' off into another stage of life
*** paid you price and big homies
o'clock, she said call her
So that I can come and get her 'fore she's picked up by her father
So I smashed up in the Malibu
How would you feel watchin
since CHiPS was out
Watchin' Erik Estrada baggin' up at the Ramada
Table full of powder, A/C Broke
'Bout to take another shower on my 25th Hour
Spike
the ugly
Remember back in '02
When I was in school and actin' a fool
My soul got saved
My debt had been paid
But still I kept running off with my crew
Sex
and just set it straight
Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump our brakes
'Fore we said it, regret it later and let it escalate
'Cause by then it's
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
since CHiPS was out
Watchin' Erik Estrada baggin' up at the Ramada
Table full of powder, A/C Broke
'Bout to take another shower on my 25th Hour
Spike
the parking lot, I gots to get mine
Why the fuck we goin' in when there's bitches in line?
I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
Thinkin' bad shit in
it's on for the simple fact I let it be known
We still fly but separately cause now I, charter my own
Propellers, Goodfellas, leave all them playa
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
always be here
The fall of the year came
And went without mama
We finally got used to her being gone
I believe like always she's
Still watchin' o'er us
right), oh
I ain't in no gang but I got shooters and I bang-bang (goddamn)
At the snap of my fingers, I'm Thanos, damn it, damn it
And I'm still
there ain't no love no love
Ro and trae asshole by nature no doubt
Motherf**kers can you stand the rain
We gone shut your block down
Tell me nikka
there ain't no love no love
Ro and trae asshole by nature no doubt
Motherf**kers can you stand the rain
We gone shut your block down
Tell me nikka
just inspired by our idols
Feeling so idle, when I'm not writing
Got no motivation, in my bed feeling lifeless
Going crazy like I'm claiming 2Pac
Hair trigger, walk up closer, ain't no Photoshoppin'
Friends bipolar, grab you by your pockets
No option if you froze up, always play the offense
is not finished still today(We're lost boys)
So you wanna believe that (My daddy's coming back he didn't forget about me)
Only child after school
We
the streets
Side by side, watchin' hustles, now she blazed like the streets
This is for my women living in the struggle
Getting brought into this world
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