Lyrics:
I write the book down line by line
I'm feeling good when I do it like this
So come on and turn it up because you can't resist
Because I'm back with
Talkin about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride
find Mr. Warren G
Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts know what's up with 2-1-3
So I hooks a left on 2-1 and Lewis
Some
Well I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mother a goodbye note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat
Hitchhiked all
the nigga in me accompanied by the cognac
You can ask around, don't fuck with the Mobb
I could've told you that, where you been at
You must have cut class
If
trooper, I'm on the run G
I've got these hoes spreaded, from Japanese to diabetics
Toes stay painted because of my foot fetish
You damn right, they had
Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so I DID it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and SPIT it
By the end of the verse you
up my girls spaghetti
I'm three streps ahead of you
On this chess board
See you out in these open fields
Draw out my sword
Abased by these blood soaked
Three in the morning
And I got what you said stuck in my head
Thinking 'bout you while I'm making my bed
I wonder if you're lost like me
Scared
three the hard one
Never stigmatize as a rapper or I'll slap ya
You're stung from my tongue as you run from the drum
(Diggy drum)
Three the hard way,
back
But it don't pay to live like that
So I cut the ties and I jumped the tracks
For never to return
Ah Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in
Are you
three the hard one
Never stigmatize as a rapper or I'll slap ya
You're stung from my tongue as you run from the drum
(Diggy drum)
Three the hard way,
fallen for the worst of you
And I know I've fallen for the worst
Another night goes by
Another night goes by
Another night goes by
Three pm
Wipe the sleep
only did it cause you said I can't
Smellin' like six pounds inside the bank
Get paid big buck for what I think
Yellow gold cuban link
White T and 3
to the beat [2]
Yo
You like the track [4]
Go ahead girl shake it like that [2]
You like the sound [4]
Go ahead girl move it all around [2]
Yes
[repeat 3x]
Go
I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin' up dolls but
Get em' high, I need some tracks you tryin' to pull tracks out
And my rhymes
Lift your legs boy, lift them please
Before you cross them tracks
You gon' end up just like me
Don't be headstrong, don't ever be mean
Before you
Say P, man the other day foolin' at the club
Mane wit this broad or whateva
I walk in see her talkin' to some dude or whateva
You know what I'm
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
(Verse 3: Kaan)
Flashes, sirens,
to yo' car
You don't want what's goin down, you freak them to the sound
The bass was steady poundin, you dropped it to the ground
Hypnotized by
riding's at an all time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky
I came up robbin', starvin', Sun
down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come
One look you knock me down
Boy you got me weak in my knees
How dare you
The night you walked me home
And kissed me by the door
Thought you were perfect
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