Carol, Carol City I'ma chief forever, Roll my, roll my weed and I'mma forever, nigga Talking pressure bout whatever, nigga You fuck around and you on a stretcher, nigga
I pour my liquor upon the for the fallen niggas that were murdered in the 13 Gotta keep a hammer in case a nigga wanna me Now listen Ciara baby girl was 18 Living from a stick But it's hot and this shit Niggas wanna talk who trill brah? Who the Motherfuckers on that Pac Nigga fuck the world like a side Mackaveli Kickin' blunts a physic Betcha them still ridin' Murder guard is lookin' like Bitch I stunt in all like I'm Gothic got clip round 30 in ya pockets Shit everything in ya wallet 3-7 hit a 2-0-7 Candy lady make a profit Got, nickels and we rollin' and lightin' Talkin' lick on a spliff Grab all packages smoke with the African's Getting high off the piff Run at me money crook little boy what in the fuck I say These crackers know about what a nigga shooting now That' with a K get [?] like a [?] so they spray Channel 7 lose they caught at the screen like "Oh My God" Daddy we know this nigga the fuck or so it seems Like Picallo how you do a nigga green Go to the but it ain't 54' Posted up in a now we speakin' [?] Chill with Ciara and the niggas from the Who would of thought she of ended in a Benz Life's fucked up for the young teen As she got his up at 17
Shot's from the dark, let her feel the park
note these games and don't be smart
Better learn get, if you learn get, then you more liable' to get got
3-2 Z-E-L, off no R.Kel's
I'm from the place palm tress and AK's swell
Carol, Carol City I'ma forever, nigga Roll my, roll my and I'mma chief forever, nigga pressure niggas bout whatever, nigga You fuck around and leave you on a stretcher,