findin' my way No, I can't help findin' my way I can't help findin' my way Way back to you Way back to you Whoa My way back to you
way Way back to you I can't help findin' my way No, I can't help findin' my way I can't help findin' my way Way back to you Way back to you Whoa My way
to your city like B.E.T. But still feel California Is the place to be, Catashtrophy... Tash: The Alkaholiks is back to fry you Xtra crispy With
[uhh] You wanna fuck with us You little young ass mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You
the fuck you really think you foolin You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin From your conversation the way you come across your
'ma only come back Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong Don't even waste your tiiiimmme (waste your tiiiimmme) Chorus Two: You
at anyone of you dudes that used to hang with the click Who runnin round makin the threats about how gangster you get You put your neck on the line,
GO BERZERK!) [Lil Jon: repeat 2X] You scared, you scared You scared motherfucker you scared You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared) You scared motherfucker you scared (you
man See, when I spin-a you bend then I be on you block But when me jump out with the chop-chop, my nogga, you drop Now where your niggas at, comradie?
'll die for my muthafucking click! For my click! I bust heads with my muthafucking click! With my click! If a nigga talk shit, Watch my shit go click! Click, click, click, click
the bar type I hope you are ?cause that mean a player all right smokin like a Taylor so the paper is all white tryna to land a plane baby are you really gain back
guessin' that You're probably not too bright So read me back my order Let's make sure you got it right" She says, "One, you want a chicken sandwich Two, you
in the barrel, bitch, if you test my hood It'll be your loss, even if you bring your click Get tossed and it'd do you no good Can't fuck wid my gang
and crews Good fellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes Who's the killa, me or you? We forgive you For you know not what you do Seven A.M., woke in the mornin
man, hitttin' you with this potion man Death runnin' up from the left Bang number one in this murder game, insane See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click
no pretenders, bitch, you hoes ain't Bone I hope you realize that you ain't Bone You ain't Bone Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga, you
[Havoc] 1 2 1 2 [Prodigy] Yo however do u want however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life back to reality You walk a fine line playin
seat and she five star she so swagg she so fabolous they way she throw it in the bag its young soulja soulja mayne I swear I'm popping tags back then,
