(Well, alright) Oh
Many, many asked if I the way to go I I knew the answer, it seems I wouldn't, so I picked and I picked, for the I searched I slipped and I for the pop, it didn't work
So now I take the stage of my 3rd comeback Now I know the of the trade and where the slum's at Blows to the chest, from the guage Page after page King Tee the rage
Lord have mercy I pick up my pen Then I ask the Lord to forgive me for my 'Cause I get drunk I get trucked There go some gunshots, wait, I duck (Get down, fool, get down)
What everybody fo'? (Aww shit!) Can't take the plug of a .38 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
walk a straight line, ladies and gentlemen I couldn't walk a straight line if you let me Leanin' to the side, I I'm drunk, man to the side, people everywhere Well, alright, to get funked up
seem to get souped when they group With a big name but see, of them is game For the royal, loyal, the one stole yo Coupe De Ville when you you could chill
On my street, with your freak, to me, the freak Played out along the week and fell steep in the So I'ma put my crown the peak And do it for the thieves with the jeeps
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 that geno-St. Ides by the stack Never smoked crack but I drunk a 'yac by the cup, grabbin' my nuts to the beat Hey yo, it's the drunk