desperate need immediately Truthfully speakin' My life from night to day 24 hours I fight Despite this hell to pay Can't wait to see the day When my
my day Take it from Mister High spoke rider Cadillac Suburban driver, pussy diver Push the glock inside when I'm riding Flossing down the block, holla at my
is my day Take it from mister high spoke rider Cadillac Suburban driver, pussy diver Push the glock inside when I'm riding Flossing down the block, holla at my
For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla For all my niggaz in the hustle, celebrate ya life Fucking Bush administration tryin' to take your life
indeed, it's a wonderful day See my future, see it today Don't smoke dope, nope, keep it away Take my coffee any old day Don't look back, keep lookin
after the show They like, sign my autograph so I can get back home My kids gotta go to school, you know I'm saying So if you taking care of your child
forever, forever Uh, ya The Lord is my shepherd, you haters can't harm me, I walk with his blessings, the angels be my army, of course there's a weapon on my
with no play the passenger seat So y'all can see how my life so real So y'all can see how my life so ill We still not promised tomorrow, takin' the
'm just trying to save his life Just moved moms, had to moved her twice, down to Miami I thank God everyday of my life, I could provide for my family
y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball This is my third felony plus my third strike Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to Life QU New York, you
Rap shit everyday now the name of My rap is third ward court date I used to rap rap rap Rap shit everyday now the name of My rap is third ward court date
a man before my time It's on my mind, I'm now hustlin' To pay bill's and still make mine Now I'm caught up in that game livin' day for day I got reason
9} I got to get my dash on my back window is startin' to rumble I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered Try'na take my head off, but I was
calio crew Bustin' ya up servin' ya up wit dem choppers Its the third aka call us life stoppers I take ya to war like the desperado All my dogs on the
my eyez closed, now Feelin' like my life froze I'm about to hit the ground See it with my eyez closed See it with my eyez closed See it with my eyez
I done spent I told my mom where the cash at, my live insurance policy is the money She been planning on using to bury me My ribs touching, my paper struggling, mayne All my life
Don Charlie Hustle. Check it out. E 40: Let it be writ and said, done and published That on the sixth month of June 1998 E-40 Fonzarellie AKA Charlie Hustleezy And my Third
to cut you up any day now Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I, answer yo' third question like A.I. Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma