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I was voted most to have a psychiatric evaluation
start the process of elimination
This dedication is for niggaz with the 'Green
The bandula, six-shooter to your coolers

Now how this feel? Cold black up in your grill
This point lead gon' be your last meal
Say your prayers, say your
Pieces of your is found in a hundred different places

Huh, so what we like?
We tryin' to see some hoes to fuck
And you tryin' to see the afterlife

Make a decision before we have a head-on
Makin' me spend the rest of my life in
See I can only play the I was given

Multiplication, whatever you got to break mines off
the U.S. government did to Microsoft
Like in some pussy with the lights turned off
It's

I'm livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the of things
None of y'all take shit from me
a bitch she ain't fuckin' for free

So I'ma ride til the wheels off
While all the get weak and go soft
petite style, can get you beat down
My loud, have you huggin' on the street now

Niggaz keep askin' me how does it
How does what feel? Not havin' to scrape for a
Not locked down to a fucked up deal
The biggest man in Los is not Shaquille

We had to reinvent the wheel, new blueprints
Made a album, spent half what you spent
Then sent the rest to my to invest wit it
fitted, if you want it nigga, come and get it

And I you bring a million niggaz runnin' wit it
it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
I ain't gon' stop til shot
Muammar Khadaf's the dot, X the spot

With an infrared to your head, for dead
Fuck the feds, flee the country then grow some
I suggest you keep distance, for instance, the same distance
It to get to the next solar system, motherfucker

I'm just livin' to my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the best of
None of y'all can't shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for

So ride til the wheels fall off
all the rest get weak and go soft
You're style, can get you beat down
My heat's loud, have you on the street now

Strike one, when a nigga talkin' with his hands
two, gettin' caught
In the wrong place with your pants
three, tryin' to fuck with the D-O-double-G
DRE, or any of my Alkaholik

Huh, Xzibit turn your vital to a straight line
Never seen a dog bite and at the same time
Restless, rugged, never
owe you motherfuckers backs like tax

Baseball bats and bricks upside of your
Homey still gettin' swoll off and bread
I got this, retaliation, for any situation I'm
And leave the stage with a ovation, it's like

I'm just livin' to fulfill my
I'm tryin' to have the best of things
None of y'all can't shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin' for

So I'ma ride til the fall off
all the rest get weak and go soft
You're petite style, can get you down
My loud, have you huggin' on the street now