State Property Uh, holla, uh,
When you hear the (Feel me) you cry? (Uh, all real, baby) you know you wrong (You you wrong) Will you Will you cry? (Holla)
Yo, say (Sup) To Mr. Ain't gon' be Get a job, get your somethin' for Easter I just came home ain't got nothin' to eat with
Bitch, outta Hoe been drove me my mind She like, I shoulda knew before I lay down and with him (Slept him) Now she wish she could sleep with him (Sleep him)
a stroll with him Wanna with him (With him) Roll him (With him) And turn to a on him
Ain't no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him Creped on him but I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the No orders go rock to hit all girls the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' Killin' the world,
When you hear the Will you (Make you won't cry, it) 'Cause you know you (It's all good, baby, don't even about it) Will you
you hear the song (Life on ya know) you cry? (But I got others issues, the address, but it ain't about you) 'Cause you you wrong (Uhhh) you cry?
I ain't big but scrap you dead Y'all scrapped it out He was never known for the toola packin' the chrome He was known for the hoops up
Little nigga grind (Grind) To get his jeans and up At the summer league, game D, rough And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like so damn tough
Wrong words, couple of shoves, full of hoes Had his all in your mug How could you with pride in your way? You drove with your .38 to the place where he
Said, say hi to the pearly gates and Now I pop beers, reminisce your bro You can't it to the show And niggas make it to the jail, shed a
When you the song you cry? (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 you're wrong (But I got one more to address) Will you (I ain't forget you ol' girl, I remember)
Oh, Who it be, Ms. Lee You know this nigga kiddin' Think harder, L.Pridgen
Shit you to tell me, make me wanna work harder At crack spots, sent me to prison Said I'm never be a thang So I listened and school
Had thing distributed 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 sore
Clown of the (Uh) I got graded, most hated with But now I it to the life, couldn't make it to the class If nigga chew your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear my ass
When you hear the Will you you know you're wrong (You you wrong) you cry?
When you the song (Feel me) Will you 'Cause you know you you cry?
This is dedicated to all, all the motherfucker out You, you, and you motherfucker who did wrong All niggas out there what else y'all gon' do something (The ignorants) Or is something wrong right now You know you (Don't you cry)