Teaspoon! Come here, here, hey, hey, hey look Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two of yay Muthafuckaz at mah waitin' right now 'cuz
How can sell? (You see is like football, you know what I'm saying?) Before I to go to jail (You gotta hike the ball and just make happen man)
Can I get real? (I mean you know you might get tackled, you what I'm saying?) somebody go and snitch (Then again, you fuck around and make a touch down)
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move, I can be destroyed I avoid the cops, I use a See my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One false move, I can be To the cops, I use a decoy You see my driver, he's a white boy
All my I did nothin' but dealin' to rely on my gut feelin' Yo is what? What? I know you from where? Where? I don't mean to seem but you look suspicious
Stop talking drugs on the telephone Stop walking a bunch of thugs to my home Stop fuckin' up, me before you come Stop telling these where you got it from
How long can I The Sheriff departments right down the I have to go to jail Pass my beer so I can this rock
Can I get real? Pass the tabs the and syringes Before go snitch the DEA kick the door of the hinges
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move I can be destroyed I the cops I use a decoy You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy
I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid, One move, I can be destroyed I avoid the cops, I use a You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy
As I bail down the street with my khakis looking at me look like the police Havin' conversations with my gang Do you think, we police surveillance?
questions giving suggestions Pulling an' Wessons on strange pedestrians crack up, dollar bills stacked up Hope the cops don't backup, here they man
How long, runnin', stop runnin', can I sell? The Sheriff right down the block Before I to go to jail Pass my beer so I can swallow rock
Can I get real? Hurry up, pass the tabs, and syringes somebody go and snitch Before the DEA kick the off the hinges
Maybe I oughta sellin' water more time with my son and my daughter But my drug life drug me away from my She couldn't deal the stress and the strife
The rockin' and the hood rats jockin' The late night the drive way blockin' Late at night I 'bout rappin' But I gotta sell till it happen For how
Hey, who is that, who is that See you all fuckin' up, I got looks Yo man little rich kids over here what I'm saying now
You know gonna snitch, they can't even lie to their parents What the fuck you they gonna do when the police pressure 'em? Get to and shit, Afroman sold it to me mommy He stays over
How long can I The Sheriff departments down the block I have to go to jail Pass my beer so I can swallow this
Can I get real? Pass the tabs the turnakit and Before somebody go the DEA kick the door of the hinges
I'm so paranoid, now God lay me down to Before the cops rape, please me a beat If they accidently kill me and I escape Pray some person, gotta video tape
Twinkle twinkle little little That looks like a car on my dope spot A police
I not little homie hold my gun I'm gonna run Where I run, I don't
that dope, anywhere Cops me, through the hood in to the woods camera Fly lepord's
I hear, Shepards Freeze, hold it there dealers, nightmare Busted crack, criminal No black
Handcuffs tight, Baptist jury all white They never be my peers, sentence me twenty years This rap so damn real, I'm I gotta record deal If I don't sell a mill, this could, could still a predicament