I know how it to wake up fucked up pockets on E, and bad company. I wish I had a key too all the locks I'd open all the blocks, flood em all rocks. clockin knots, cause it dont stop . Stay close to a chop, in case you think not. Baking in the water till it bubble in the pot. When its dry it's hard like candy, butter cookies you got. Break it down into some boulders, fifties like butterscotch Now i'm on the streets, another plan, a plot Buy a brand new Benz before you it off the lot It really don't shit, if your ass get shot
You can't it with you All them things that buy You need 'em when you die, baby
You can't it with you Even they hit you with 50 bullets Fifty in your nugget, fuck it Love it or hate, it or not I really gives a fuck what rabbit shot Sedidate me, baby, lately, been crazy, up in the world of madness can't phase me Suicidal, fuck American Idol, my recital is my title, vital, visions are homicidal But that don't matter, even when your gets splattered Caps going off like the Mad You can be poor or rich Cause nobody can buy eternal life up in bitch.
You can't take it you All them that money buy
You won't need 'em when you die, (Everything... Money, Cars, Jewelry... all of it...)
"Our dear brother right was a good brother. He had money and diamonds. He got all... all right now, but we gonna take all that... before we put him in the we gonna take all that off his body.