Catch you up on places I've been To whom it may concern I refuse to be another being on this earth I'm breathing for a purpose I wanna be the center piece
me know [Incomprehensible] don't be trippin' when you see us in the club Just show a little love, represent your side like me 'Cuz round here if you slip you catch a hot on Twelve
off the iPhone he wanna quote, he talking 9 zones he bought four, I front him 5 more 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG bitch I got 8 balls 9 piece, straight
would whop us every night till a quarter after twelve Then he'd get too tired and he'd make us whop ourselves Then he'd chop me into pieces and play
world's lost it's brain I sip away on the liquor and drink away the pain For the brothers who ain't here Pour a little on the floor son Time to get a little
took pride, in slanging cocaine Never could get a job, but needed some mo' change C.d.'s wasn't selling, because I had no name Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece
You still apoligizin', analyzin', my size and your size and Realizin', a fist fight would be asinine You just pop wines, I must pop nines Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
they try To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell
12 Disciples I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles If I don't like you, I'ma kill you not fight you I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike
with where house aroma Cat turds and horse drops your face went into a coma Exterminating houses, with fifty mouses, diapers and kids Drivin' trucks for the roach business Twelve
even speak, I just let her see the piece, it's enourmas. I'ma show you how to make a fortune, all black porche, of course, twelve-hundred horses, back
year All eight cylinders all twelve gears Call you up when I touch down At the airport in a Louisiana town Street survivors, feeling no pain A little more rock, a little
'd just follow The future's closing in quicker than you think And hanging with you I know why Henry drinks Those obnoxious drunks downstairs are fighting and cussing And twelve
sleep The two of us fittin? like a puzzle piece Turnin? up the heat with the lights down low So go ahead honey and pour the wine I'm a little overdue
the way that I flex And people say I'm dope as fuck They say I'm just too fly I make 'em wanna get high They want a piece of this pie But I'm just too
And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace It ain't nuttin in this industry gon' fuck wit Baby and little B.G., wit Mannie Fresh
