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Many, many asked if I the way to go I I knew the answer, it seems I wouldn't, so I and I picked, for the label I searched I slipped and I tripped for the pop, it didn't
So now I take the stage of my what? 3rd Now I know the tricks of the trade and the slum's at Blows to the chest, buckshots the guage after page King Tee takes the rage
Lord have mercy when I up my pen I ask the Lord to forgive me for my sins 'Cause I get drunk when I get There go some gunshots, wait, I gotta (Get down, fool, get down)
everybody runnin' fo'? (Aww shit!) Can't the plug of a .38 slug Can't take the from the teenage thug So I'ma break and do a flip-flop top And land on my feet and show a drunk
Couldn't walk a straight line, and gentlemen I couldn't walk a line if you let me crawl Leanin' to the side, I I'm drunk, man Leanin' to the side, people Well, alright, wants to get up
M-M-MC's seem to get souped when group a big name but see, none of them is game For the royal, loyal, the one that yo Coupe De Ville when you thought you chill
On my street, with your freak, to me, the freak Played out along the and fell steep in the creek So I'ma put my crown upon the And do it for the thieves with the jeeps
I know you feel scared, I got a path For a laugh I watch devils get by Shaft Pooh has a mack-10, E-Swift's in the with a glock some young girl's cock
I grab geno-St. Ides by the stack smoked crack but I drunk a lotta 'yac Mostly by the cup, my nuts to the beat Hey yo, it's the tekneek