eight months, son Checked my pockets, but I knew I had none They took away my license They said I can't drive Said that I should thank them I'm "lucky
It makes no sense to live this way But I'm gonna do it anyway Busted... for being me Busted... for being free Busted... can't pay my bail Busted... I
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t quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse 2] For you, I wanan write the sickest
nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this heat [Snoop] That's, the devil, they always wanna dance [Xzibit] I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I
! Let's get retarded ha! Let's get retarded in here! Let's get retarded ha! (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D) Let's get retarded in here! Let's get retarded ha! Let's
honey, honey I know you like the milky-mellow sound, honey, honey Doin this ain't all about money, money I know you like the way I sound, right, right Chorus (4x) As I
pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until It ain'
me speak to your father Cuz I like to play chess and I swing the revolver If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I'm just a crooked
[Sheek] Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine When I take it out the box, I represent Lox Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button So I charge
party master Everlast is here Before we begin I'm gonna make this clear I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts If girls were around I'd grab and
my enemy enemies, enemy, when will I see? enemies, enemy R.I.P. Verse Two: Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya? J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I
you'd kill for me, like you comfort me Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah) Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch (Ja Rule) Uh I know that you're lovin
i-i-fe) Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez, Gettin g's, indeed, Cuz we will (do or d-i-i-i-e) Right now by any meanz (Words is bond word is bond) (Ja Rule) Now what I
on up, the guns we tuck, bust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust (Black Child) Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and
