State Music Uh, holla, uh,
you hear the song (Feel me) Will you (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 kids somethin' for Knowin' I just came home ain't got to eat with
Bitch, outta Hoe drove me outta my mind She like, I shoulda knew I lay down and slept with him (Slept him) Now she that she could sleep with him (Sleep him)
Take a stroll him Wanna creep him (With him) Roll him (With him) And turn to a on him
Ain't have no patience with him the ceilin' leaked on him on him but I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the line No orders go rock to hit all girls the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' Killin' the world,
When you the song Will you (Make you cry, don't it) 'Cause you know you (It's all good, baby, don't even worry it) you cry?
When you hear the (Life on ya know) you cry? (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 you dead wrong Y'all coulda it out He was never for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome He was known for the hoops up
hustle nigga grind (Grind) To get his and boots up At the summer league, game D, game And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like y'all so damn
Wrong words, of shoves, park full of hoes Had his hands all in mug How could you roll with pride in way? You drove with your .38 to the where he stay
Said, say hi to the pearly and scrolls Now I pop beers, with your bro You can't it to the show And niggas make it to the jail, shed a
you hear the song Will you (It's up, man) 'Cause you you wrong (How you go out then you 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 this nigga ain't 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 gonna 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 gonna tell me I'm dumb Had me feelin' like a sore
of the class (Uh) I got graded, most hated guns But now I made it to the life, make it to the class If this nigga chew ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear my ass
When you hear the Will you 'Cause you you're wrong (You you wrong) you cry?
When you hear the (Feel me) Will you you know you wrong Will you
This is dedicated to all, all the out there You, you, and you motherfucker who did wrong All y'all niggas out there what y'all gon' do something (The ignorants) Or there is something right now You you wrong (Don't you cry)