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Wood Straight Lines

believe When you walk in a straight line You don't have to worry When you walk in a straight line Things get out your way When you walk in a straight line

die nigga, we trap or die nigga) [Bun B] Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again Ridin candy slab, grippin on the wood again Outta line

neighborhood Five on the wood make it all go good On stage where a nigga stood I'm a (Layzie) (Krayzie) nigga, so I (Wish) you would Ride the 'Line motherfucker

cuts Young Gipp, still around the corner in the hood Gipp, still runnin' down in the wood, Gipp, still ridin' out like vogues Gipp, still cruise hundred spokes, straight

bad or a good thang Missin Cadillac switches in the wood grain Don't touch on my matress, it ain't cool Simon on the yard straight trippin on fools C

let them machines help you breathe, don't leave from receivin' 'Round quarter to eight, his mom's is sleepin' His grip weakens, his squiggly lines go straight (Go straight

Nobody mad, you was a fake, dead, die with no trousers Cause you crossed the line like Miller's Crossing Off with ya dome, I walked you through the woods

a bad or a good thang Missin' Cadillacs, switches in the wood grain Don't touch on my mattress, it ain't cool Simon on the yard straight trippin' on

catch the line of the hook Or are you still fishin'? These are a couple questions That I, need to be answered Is these back woods And weed givin' me