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Let it go
(Let this life go)
Let go
(Time is passin' 'til the come)
Big beef, big beefin' the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the backs of the as we growl, motherfucker

We are in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations, if it go down now
That mean was wrong
Can you face yourself with question?
Or the answer? What the fuck do you in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy with my cat eye, dead eye
Ain't to flame a rat up
But I hot out

My hit the shelves
We for record sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas learn in jail

Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we
This here's some bullshit, like pit in the bull pen
Make a fine, no
If you like my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, throw your on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be

I'm married to the and every year's the same
Bullets rain all
and Hell is only what you believe in
Empty the shells if niggas you the reason

was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas in every
From my block to the world, gave the to my girl
Don't mix the kids with the biz, baby, the hell worth it

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, they grill and get the
'Cuz can mean a lot
Threw my trust in progress
And you guessin' I a lot

The got us dressin' and impressin'
We a lot
Confessions get us blessings the Lord
We sin a lot

will He let me in?
And not constantly tryin' to a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

P. Diddy muthafucka
Do or
Don't give a fuck

Roll through, trust no
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's
Buck, ammunition, baby
You let me down, the guy that got me's fell down

And mami to help out
So the best computer
Yes, never more
Fresh out the foster

If I had a talked to the psychiatrist
her 'bout how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy me?
ride with me, provide me with a gun

Slide the weeded road, come get with me
You don't weed with me anymore
You don't need me
Believe me bitch, shit, I've on the floor

Who been left a black out
Tear up the house
Comin' out detention or always rat
(Come on, pick it up, through)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Insidious, hiddious, 'cuz she that gets in the club
Smack the in a mini
beefin' with the mistress
Can see they beatin' up

Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and
'Cuz they're in love with his teddy book
Give them livin' and a minimum worth a penny
Gotta be

We all our dollar 'till it is the sour element
What knowledge is this that I be reapin'
Dippin' and how it's for money
And ending up going back, we made like forty one
Yeah, we want it like that, you know I bring

Yeah, yeah,
See you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, the heat
They at me funny, fuck a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, bring clips
on my mind, packin' bullets from the mines, muthafucka's

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,