(chorus) Lock the doors and board the windows so that nobody knows where we are, we are hiding from the world! (verse1) Take me with you becouse im
. Swallow hope So i wont go hungry. Lock the doors And board the windows So that nobody knows Where we are, We are hiding from the world! Lock the doors
lonely. Swallow hope So i wont go hungry. Lock the doors And board the windows So that nobody knows Where we are, We are hiding from the world! Lock the doors
Smooth talkin' brothers always get easy fuckin' But I ain't mad, at all of his cutie head lovin' And all his playin hard to get was worth tryin' to get
pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs? My lady Got me seekin capital game when I spit sixteen Whether bars or sixteens in the doors
world so cold it's numbened me, I'm so dirty I'm filthy I done scared so many niggaz, It's gonna take a scared nigga to kill me If it's murda, drugs,
ain't gon change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Got up out the back door like whoa! (OH THAT'S CRAZY
block yo whole block recieve speed knot You need not Get brave my bullets never graze They hit close to home seperating flesh from bone So better get
Now how you ain't gon change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Got up out the back door like whoa! (OH
how you ain't gon' change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Got in bout the back door LIKE WHOA (OH THAT
deuce revolver was my problem solver Had a def girl, really didn't wanna involve her In the life of a gangster, use to rob bankster But now I'm locked
on You walk by, they get wrong, you reply then shit get blown Way out of proportion way past discussion Just you against them, pick one then rush them Figure you get
to give you up It's only been a year Now I got my foot through the door And I aint goin nowhere It took awhile to get me in And I'm gonna take my time
Stay locked on my mission 'Cause most of these niggaz in the world Ain't thinkin' 'bout the future, young black entrepreneur And I'm out to get more, so baby open the door
head up and stick yo chest out And if you heavy off in this game then get yo vest out I hit the scence like po-po's In the four door chevrolet, we gas
