Lyrics:
and go, huh? (Just what?)
Baby i'm just hurtin' here (Hurt), hurtin' by my lone, uh
But I stay on go (On go, yeah)
I can't loose my place when i'm on road
I
worse
I forgot my iPod
I'm havin' a bad day
Nothin' ever seems to go my way
Everybody needs to go away
Why? Because I'm havin" a bad day, yeah (oh
back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my
Sippin on that lean Im doin cocaine like a rockstar
Linkin with the team got the dream we bout to go far
Moves they ain't free I'm makin hits just
for beep so you know what to do with the (ugh)
See a opp, I don't fold, I go quick, like, "Who next tryna go on my list?"
If he throw up a four, we
& under cover of darkness he made his way
To the middle of the municipal park
& he hid in the bushes & waited for somebody to come
Walkin' along by
with that fake stuff
I keep it 4 hunnid 4 hunnid
I call your bluff, you chat too much
I’m tryna get these hunnids ain't nothin'
Don’t need no fake love,
and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice
Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna go back in time, watch 'em freeze up
I'm tryna, I'll smoke some herb, mamacita, yeah
Some things you say, I don't believe
pour a four in
One watch, that's three bands
Rob the jeweler, still callin'
Crank the window, nothin' but claws in
Bullets burn, give you a raw tan
gon' grow
And if he do, where is he gon' go?
Got a letter from an old friend, I read it and cried
When he told me that his girl just died
Right out
walked in the place
With a tool by my waist
Spent two hundred on the tab
Spent four hundred on my date
Got the weed, need a wood
Smokin' dope in your hood
shit, then will go by your back
Probably suckin' his dick and gon' lie about that
I should get hella money and buy me a scat
I'ma buy her some hair
never take them at their word again
Uh (yeah)
You ain't nothin' but a cheater, ho, scandalous
She got a list built like Wilt Chamberlain
She loved
try to perpetrate when they can't do nothin else
Not the two the three the four
But especially not the one
I ain't playin wit you niggas
My game stay
cold lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches.
And there's Hershey's bars, and Oreos, â??case anybody gets the munchies.
And the Calistoga Kid, he
got one
3 I think I got one
Would say the 4th but the 4th is me
I got on Rick make you notice me
Im tryna see if youll go with me
Right into the club
a deal, nothin'
Loadin' up his AK banana tryna peel somethin'
Tryna catch a rat nigga slippin' 'fore they spill somethin'
Somebody gon' die
And mommas
They gave big Paul life but I ain't thinkin' 'bout stoppin'
'Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got him
Ain't nothin' in my name and 50
You
I can't wait for the nights with you (with you)
I imagine the things we'll do
Ain't nothin' plain on me, nigga, four chains on me
I ain't
I'm all alone
By the phone
In the zone
Face the storm
Wonderin', if you ever comin' home
I try to run the streets and play
But that feelin' just
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
you get like beyonce' and do the booty hop
Thoia thoing inspired by juice and hypnotic
It's like a virus and the whole world's got it
I had her
Cause I'm really that smooth
Got nothin' to lose in this bitch
And we get up by four tools
Niggas know that they can't swim up in that water
I've been
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