Lyrics:
(It wasn't me) whatchu talkin' 'bout lawyers for?
(It wasn't me) why you wanna change locks and doors?
(It wasn't me) well, maybe it was, sure
But
we are I see one now
And it's snaking through the town, stop the car and set us down
Hey Hey, it's a long way down the line
We're standing by
On the road to hell there was a railroad track
Aw, come on!
And a train coming up from way down below
That was not six months!
Better go
back door serving all my delegates
Dope boys in office
Change it like a penny bank and take the chains up off us
Had to get it out da mud had to make up
like running backs
I done tops out of my car
Run him down when I hop out the car
They say Benz done gone too far
Max done em'
Buy the pack by the hunnid'
I infect the whole set and collect the cash
And I'm gon' run game but respect the past
Got long range aint trippin its flippin' into small change
shit
You betta make sure that he hit
[Chorus: x3]
Everybody grab yo shit and slide it back
Uptown is goin' down tonight cha bout that
If not
How you say you gone ride
Yeah I need ride or die
How you say you gone ride
When I been down you ain't nev by my side yeah
Yeah I need ride
to bang the fours
Catch you by your Range door
Pistol spank your whore
Strip, change some more
You up in the crib with the
Bitch slippin' your brains galore
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
barriers just like sticks
Like Super Bowl Sunday you gotta take a hit
Verse 3 (Bridge Change Repeats 2x)
Like the fire and stone we take the rock hold it
And then change the name
Let me pull up the lyrics. They're nuts
Is this also you
No, this is my friend Holly
That one was hard to record
Is this Elise
And they takin' one look at my wrist
Get hella impressed, they don't even know what it cost
Come sit down with the boss
You pocket change, we
(Chip Davis, Bill Fries)
On a cold November mornin'
Back in nineteen-thirty-seven
With an early snow a-fallin'
On the three-foot tracks at Ames
Came
view ballin' in a jag (jag)
Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town
We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now
Time foe a change
Real
On the Road to Hell there was a railroad track (mm)
Oh, come on!
There was a train comin' up from way down below (mm)
That was not six months!
call me Dane, but my real name is Dana
I've came here just to put you on
Cause I'm taking the rapping world by storm
In the rap I've made a change
and the curls they know kick doors
First one of us is done, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I don't
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
the camel's broke
Change up wisdom wise and stick to tools
One called slavemaster's son by a poor fool
I ain't the hypocrite fit with the two-face
There's no
on drink yeah its potent
I just took two hits out the three five now I'm floating
Wonder if you're gonna stay by my side if it go down
Wonder if you're gonna
a fillin' station in sight
So I jes' limped down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front
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