you nuh fit You better move you bombo Before me start trip Nuff a them a talk OutKast Nuff a them a trip Nuff a them come in like a bitch Whey wear
I made her wanna cry A little bit of this, a little that for a two piece biscuit and sum fries Straight from churches, ya boyfriend's worthless ?Cause Luda goes deep while
come up We run up a tab and gladly add a little extra for miss Flashy faces with bigger lips for that ass to kiss Most crews are post current while
's all about a family And how we roll can I get a witness? Let it unfold We livin' our lives to eternal our souls a-oh, a-oh Hey and we pray and we pray
new Instamatic But at least we got our memories So we all just stared at the ball for a while And my eyes got moist but I said with a smile "Kids, this
smashin (All the way) We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion [Verse 8: Wish] Everythings gone be a little nicer Put your load on got a little lighter Got
soul like the Reaper Have you ever seen a killer Dressed in a trench coat sold over a hundred pounds? Rollin', downin' a fifth of Rose when I stroll
what that is, couple a bodies under my belt, and with mad kids, for self protecta, don't know, bitch, and keep my hands on a-little-a bit a solo shit,
What they did to Boo was wrong Oh, so wrong, oh, so wrong Gotta hold on, gotta stay strong, when the day comes Better believe Bone got a shoulder you
game you get fucked every time You get this feelin' inside my bloodline Somebody finna get fucked up If a nigga don't get some satisfaction Blastin'
Copper lettin' the lead off Copper thought that he had me caught Little Layzie blew his head off get him up, and get up The bullets they start to get
, fin to blow that chest But you shoulda wore a vest, fool 'Cause the Bone don't front, nigga check or get wrecked Got Flesh on the set with his finger on a
turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they try to bring
a livin' And I don't give a damn I take your life for what you got If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot A bullet to your forehead
that you got wit ya I'm collected and quiet/ but surpise nigga i get LIVE jumpin out of that BUCKET dumpIN/ fittin to show these niggas a little somethin
all the way to the bank and you think Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see If we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder
will never leave you alone I've been lookin' for a better day But they don't ever seem to want to come, my way (My way) Hey, I've had a hell of a time