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