State Music Uh, holla, uh,
When you hear the (Feel me) you cry? (Uh, all real, baby) 'Cause you you wrong (You you wrong) Will you cry? you cry? (Holla)
Yo, say (Sup) To Mr. Ain't be shit Get a job, get kids somethin' for Easter Knowin' I just home ain't got nothin' to eat with
Bitch, outta Hoe drove me outta my mind She like, I knew before I lay down and slept with him (Slept him) Now she wish that she sleep with him (Sleep him)
Take a stroll him creep with him (With him) Roll him (With him) And to a freak on him
Ain't have no patience him when the ceilin' leaked on him Creped on him but I'm a boss, baby, you the line No orders go to hit all your girls the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' Killin' the world,
you hear the song Will you (Make you won't cry, it) 'Cause you know you (It's all good, baby, don't worry about it) you cry?
When you the song (Life on ya know) Will you (But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain't you) you know you wrong (Uhhh) Will you
I ain't big but scrap you wrong Y'all coulda it out He was never for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome He was known for shootin' the up
Little hustle grind (Grind) To get his jeans and up At the summer league, game D, game And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like y'all so tough
Wrong words, couple of shoves, full of hoes Had his hands all in mug How could you roll with pride in way? You drove with your .38 to the place he stay
Said, say hi to the pearly gates and Now I pop beers, reminisce your bro You can't it to the show And niggas it to the jail, shed a tear
you hear the song Will you (It's up, man) 'Cause you you wrong (How you go out you locked up) you cry? (How you run a lie)
When you the song (Can you dig?) you cry? 'Cause you know you're (But I got one person to address) you cry? (I forget about you ol' girl, I remember)
Oh, Who it be, Ms. Lee You know this ain't kiddin' harder, Freeway L.Pridgen
Shit you used to tell me, make me wanna work At gettin' crack spots, me to prison Said I'm never gonna be a So I and skipped school
Had them thing Fuck class, on the all day My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the How my teacher gonna me I'm dumb Had me feelin' like a thumb
Clown of the (Uh) I got graded, most with guns But now I made it to the life, couldn't it to the class If this nigga chew your ear, an, oh, for you to hear my ass
When you the song you cry? 'Cause you know you're (You you wrong) Will you
you hear the song (Feel me) Will you you know you wrong Will you
This is dedicated to all, all the out there You, you, and you who did something wrong All y'all niggas out what else y'all gon' do something (The ignorants) Or there is wrong right now You know you (Don't you cry)