stay. You're wrapped in lies, so pack your things, get on your way Chorus 2 And I can't face you with your angry smile, out to get your way. And I can
should stay. You're wrapped in lies, so pack your things, get on your way Chorus 2 And I can't face you with your angry smile, out to get your way. And
space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth
, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah I'm just a drop top flippin', flippin' Fifth
it's no equal Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit When I came, the game that I owed you
I be on my G shit, G shit BG Verse Oh, I?m a baby gangsta, you name it I done it You heard the hook nigga, I?m the definition of it I came my own way
a nigga and these streets gonna rise Some how some way, some how some way I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise, some how some way Some how some way
start praying [Chorus] I dont wanna waste time talking to fella's who run up on me talking that bullshit instead I let them talk when my goons get hellish the ony way
'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems that we are dreamy as we head out through that strange old morning door This game is no game but it's played
up and you wanna get rid of A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch Fuckin' with the wood grain Everybody still playin' that hood game
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 And
Yo Pop Let's jump in the fight game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with
fifth of Jack I?ll probably go to jail for, naw that ain?t me I style crazy and act like Jay-Z The black Kojak, I get money and want mo? stacks The rap photographer, the way
to say Make a joyful noise, fifth around it's another day Hey now, when you see me you would know that you saw me Because he always got on his game
to say Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day When you see me you would know that you saw me Because he always got on his game and his good
x: Benzino] Blood, slugs, murder, jail Pussy, drugs, power, bail [Prodigy] Nigga, I throw you in the shark cage - straight Mobb nigga And nigga P ain't playin no games
Ben's arrangin' money But if I get knocked, I ain't got no bail But I come on the weekend, from Pablo's jail See I came a long way that's livin' the wrong way
