I've had enough okay And I don't know why I don't know why I don't know why I don't know Why are we so low And why should we explain Why are we the ones you blame So
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enough I've had enough okay And I don't know why I don't know why I don't know why I don't know Why are we so low And why should we explain Why are we the ones you blame So
get the right Police be takin' out your ass, cash low Ain't got no place to stash my dope, at the time Either yours or mine, stay down on da' grind Servin' niggas with the dope
That-Shit" Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself Smoke death, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'ma do to you
In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas ain
[Chorus:] I take grams of coke, Mix it with lactose, that's what I do! Streeetcchh... I make a ounce of dope With like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through
women on my life bring confusion shit SO like Nino when we new jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so
[Timbaland:] It's been a long time We shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to [Aaliyah:] What would you do? To get to me What would you
's corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope Cause the beats in the lines are so dope Listen for lessons I'm saying inside
put my weed hand in da sky [V1:] The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's baby bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep down in texas,dope house is so
feat. Low G [Low G] Ghetto Soldier, I'm representin' from that Houston Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin' dope,
, that's the Hou on my roadster And the same color on my low-low Got a couple homies with that chronic for the low-low For sho' though, and I ain't with
with it The dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on) You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a game Cause on the low we may
and shells In a 98 Lincoln eatin pasta shells Order to go, always got a box of L's Blow, stay on the low Get a Henney and swig I Penuro so I hate a snake
in front of me my steering wheel is breathing i'm high on everything to bring me down i'm drinkin' wo no, the cops may nail you yeah so, i've been to jail too so low