State Property Uh, holla, uh,
When you hear the (Feel me) Will you (Uh, all real, baby) 'Cause you you wrong (You you wrong) you cry? Will you cry? (Holla)
Yo, say (Sup) To Mr. gon' be shit Get a job, get your kids somethin' for Knowin' I came home ain't got nothin' to eat with
Bitch, line Hoe been drove me my mind She like, I shoulda before I lay down and slept with him (Slept him) Now she wish she could sleep with him (Sleep him)
a stroll with him Wanna with him (With him) with him (With him) And to a freak on him
have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him Creped on him but I'm a boss, baby, you 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 won't cry, it) 'Cause you you wrong (It's all good, baby, don't even worry it) Will you
When you hear the (Life on ya know) Will you (But I got others issues, the address, but it ain't about you) 'Cause you you wrong (Uhhh) Will you
I ain't big but scrap you dead coulda scrapped it out He was known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome He was known for the hoops up
Little hustle grind (Grind) To get his and boots up At the league, game D, game rough And the summer heat had y'all niggas like y'all so damn tough
Wrong words, of shoves, park full of hoes Had his hands all in mug How could you with pride in your way? You drove with your .38 to the place he stay
Said, say hi to the gates and scrolls Now I pop beers, reminisce your bro You can't make it to the And niggas it to the jail, shed a tear
When you the song you cry? (It's up, man) 'Cause you know you (How you go out you locked up) you cry? (How you run a lie)
When you hear the (Can you dig?) Will you 'Cause you know you're (But I got one more to address) you cry? (I forget about you ol' girl, I remember)
Oh, Who it be, Ms. Lee You this nigga ain't kiddin' Think harder, L.Pridgen
you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder At gettin' crack spots, sent me to Said I'm never gonna be a So I listened and skipped
Had them distributed 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 thumb
of the class (Uh) I got graded, most hated guns But now I made it to the life, couldn't it to the class If this nigga your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear my ass
When you the song you cry? 'Cause you know you're (You you wrong) you cry?
When you the song (Feel me) Will you 'Cause you you wrong Will you
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)