Over and again
It there's no way out
Feelin' opressed, depressed and the But the is a test Without God and a vest You be looking at death Wet and dried out and wet, by step Maybe this'll be something I (Yeah nigga break yourself, nigga I want all that shit, Daz that nigga) pay the rent Gotta get get back It there ain't no get back I hustle, strive and flip Now watch it rit back Now I kick in a cell and my inner feelings dwell Why I fucked up and I I tell, where I fell Escape and fuck jail Fuckin' suckers, them niggas But no way out it with me come on
no way out Through all the pain, the hurt, the and the doubts But if you look the other route you'll find out You can do it C, there's out
Talent ain't unless you got a grip, get a grip Off your mind, and soul Grow old and lose Duck your and watchin' foes While the homies on Held on too long the strong quickly got Last I saw the homie, he ain't even speak (oh it's like that!?) I'm in a terminal state Of 38 special metal special 38's Go to Long and kick it with Vanardo and Tate (what's up 'cause) The Loc's sportin' and all my folks Ant, Dirty, Red, C Dog, Joe Cool and Loc (Criiiiiiiiiiiiip) Yeah I my homie L Dog Mr. Hughes, Mr. Knuckles, 107 BCG's Lil Bam AKA Naked Bam, Man on Loc, I'm Young Gotti DPG and it seems
Sing it with me on
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