(Well, alright) Oh
Many, many if I knew the way to go I thought I knew the answer, it I wouldn't, so I and I picked, for the label I searched I and I tripped for the pop, it didn't work
So now I take the stage of my what? 3rd Now I know the of the trade and where the slum's at to the chest, buckshots from the guage Page after page King Tee the rage
Lord have mercy I pick up my pen Then I ask the to forgive me for my sins 'Cause I get drunk when I get go some gunshots, wait, I gotta duck (Get down, fool, get down)
What runnin' fo'? (Aww shit!) Can't take the of a .38 slug Can't take the drug the teenage thug So I'ma break loose and do a top And land on my feet and show a tekneek
Couldn't walk a line, ladies 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, to get funked up
M-M-MC's to get souped when they group a big name but see, none of them is game For the royal, loyal, the one that yo Coupe De when you thought you could chill
On my street, with your freak, to freak me, the Played out along the week and fell steep in the So I'ma put my crown upon the And do it just for the thieves with the
I know you scared, I got a criminal path For a laugh I watch get whipped by Shaft Pooh has a mack-10, E-Swift's in the Benz with a some young girl's cock
I grab that geno-St. by the stack Never smoked but I drunk a lotta 'yac Mostly by the cup, grabbin' my nuts to the Hey yo, it's the tekneek