own Turn around and you're two Turn around and you're four Turn around and you're a young girl Going out of the door Turn around Turn around Turn around
serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters raw water turn sons
wrote her a note, we ain't close I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four Fours, pull out
for fuel Now everywhere I turn a dead end Hundred women coming at me waving pads and pens And they be screaming out (oh my lord) Did you see it's that brother
for fuel now everywhere I turn a dead end hundred women coming at me waving pads and pens and they be screaming out (oh my lord) did you see it's that brother
that want to see you Four hours till show time, oh well I might as well check in the hotel Get a little rest before it's time to play Ten brothers standin
Krayzie: Yeah, come on, come on, come on. This is my family. This is my family, my family. Layzie: Lord, help make up my mind. Which way do I turn
Garbage bag around your brother head, smother him out To make sure he don't survive, nigga, I'm snubbin' him out Make you drink a bottle of Chlorox, hit you with four
cross on the road, there's a great mill turnin' Some seeking answers, some born to dancers You can hold on the blade and turn around forever Be flung
your skull crackin' Actin' like I got a problem that's heavy to me Smokin' brothers like a dooby in a gangsta movie MC's turn stank like a old lady coochie
clutchin', your chest-plate contemplate You 'bout to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands high Yo, yo yo I don't brownnose out of town hoes I'm up around
savage in pursuit of happiness, You better believe everytime we come, we come hard, The undisputed truth is that the black man is God, Now everytime I turn around
to die On some humble shit, I am on some rumble shit When it's on you should see the shit I come through with If you scared by dog release the four by fours
get fucked quick I rub some cum on ya ass and make ya suck dick Ride through the old scene beamin it slow Talkin that shit five niggas on the four Drive
that funk Female funk The second gender that I had Talk about Friday that girl was bad But young tender and sir too short Gotta get that funk everyday at fo 'cause a brother
and my brother Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat [Chorus] [D Roc] 23 hours lockdown in a cell Can drive a nigga crazy as hell Looking at four
friends in the heater ship While they always dip Left you by yourself stuck up, fucked up Behind them bars, the times is hard Thought you was smart, now you losing Jumping around
me and my brother Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat [Chorus] [Kane] 23 hours lockdown in a cell Can drive a nigga crazy as hell Looking at four