Charlemagne, told ya, I got ya, nigga,
My homey, Cash, well, he gone for Send my prayers, do thing, I'll be goin' for mine Shit, we live life to the Three an' sixty five nights on the strike That's a
Shit, an' Ricky got a month an' some change An' it like the garbage truck just dumpin' the pain All on my shoulders, I'm my soldiers The nights could get chilly, the much colder
I've summers get cold An' do it up until the point they done an' they fold They can't succumb to the Those of frostbitten, up north Just like some fuckin' lost
get locked up for carryin', boy Doin' underground, up in Marion, boy Shit, I you You do your time Gotti An' come like that Marion boy,holla
You got weed? it, you got dice? Roll it You got guns? Shoot it, you got a ho? it You got Spend it, you got cars? Whip 'em You caught a Do it, you got kids? Love 'em
You got weed? it, you got dice? Roll it You got guns? it, you got a ho? Stroke it You got money? Spend it, you got Whip 'em You caught a bid? Do it, you got Love 'em, hug 'em
I keep strivin', I gotta keep movin' I gotta keep grindin', If this was the road an' I was a shit, man, I gotta keep drivin' Through the lies an' deception, had to ride neglection
I'm an addict, up all night, Pops an' Moms was an addict Shit, my puffin' scums is a I need me a plan My pops the syringe in his hand
He was an' noddin' Uncle Ricky, your mission is like was Robin Shit, you should've the apartment All I wanted was franks an' beans I was starvin' Crack fiends on the carpet,
But if it wasn't for grandma, I I'm in love with my grandma, that's why I only it for grandma That's when I roll in the street, I She covers me from the of my head to the sole of my feet
You got weed? Smoke it, you got Roll it You got guns? Shoot it, you got a ho? it You got Spend it, you got cars? Whip 'em You a bid? Do it, you got kids? Love 'em
You got weed? Smoke it, you got dice? it You got guns? it, you got a ho? Stroke it You got money? Spend it, you got cars? 'em You caught a Do it, you got kids? Love 'em, hug 'em
I figured means as a minor, look at the foods ad fibers The dude with the cubes snipe ya More tools then snider, exclusive The jewels are fire, I learned fool with rider from Pop
I don't need a gun, just a Two tires, two pliers, a an' a few wires, shit I take it all the buyers Bonfire, all a lighter, call me 'MacGyver'
Need a rehab, I'll call up Bitch, hungry? Good, we gonna in papayas Take your recession special, yeah, you less special Me an' Jim Jones, extra special, it
Dre to Snoop, to Ja to Jigga, Puff to Big, D n' Y Doggy, you up, get your respect up Or a can't protect you when I hit you in your chest, duck
The big heads done me You gotta be sex, dickheads is pussy, I bring the to the gunfight One night stand, only for one night
Doggy, when it come to that cash No, homo, I will jump in ass, jumpin' jack flash Then jump in jag, jumpsuit, jump back for the coroner I have you jump in that bag, come that cash
You got weed? Smoke it, you got Roll it You got guns? it, you got a ho? Stroke it You got money? Spend it, you got Whip 'em You caught a Do it, you got kids? Love 'em
You got weed? Smoke it, you got dice? it You got Shoot it, you got a ho? Stroke it You got money? Spend it, you got cars? 'em You caught a Do it, you got kids? Love 'em
You got weed? Smoke it, you got dice? it You got Shoot it, you got a ho? Stroke it You got money? Spend it, you got Whip 'em You caught a bid? Do it, you got Love 'em
You got weed? Smoke it, you got Roll it You got guns? Shoot it, you got a ho? it You got money? Spend it, you got cars? 'em You a bid? Do it, you got kids? Love 'em, hug 'em