we gon' do right now is go back, way back Bring in the groove I wanna dedicate this to those who never made it From kindergarten to the 12th I never
this hustla betta not dare we talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid trues, nothing to lose Never
brutally murdered before the 6th grade 6 million ways to murder 2face I prefer the method of usin' a 12 gauge And blades crack open your rib cage, shawty
minute son" He said, "Yes that can be easily done Just take them down on that 61" That highway, highway Highway, highway, highway Now the 5th daughter on the 12th
down Conversations amazing In my phone, shorty's in heavy rotation Thinkin' to myself like this is the one Broke her down, told shorty how to do this hun Never
me? Check the skit, nobody never gave me shit If anything a nigga frame me and make me get 3 to 6 my first bid, no doubt up in Spofford Had to be 12
At the toll on the phone wit' this bitch Nicole Said she left you in some hotel out in the road Room 112 penthouse sweet alumni On the 12th floor in
player Way too cold at a younger age It was everyday, just make that pay 12 years later, you're still in the game And you never talk down on a player
Out For Me Like I Was Your Son Hate Picturing The State Of Your Mum Knowing She Lost Her Only Daughter That Never Made It To 21 It All Started On Friday 13th
two. They're anxious to know what I'm going through. My father wants 'em to know how I'm taking care of myself. He hasn't seen me since december 12th
Westside hustlers You couldn't stop us, no matter what you told us Starched Curduroys with the fresh peachy folders Washington High School, damn, them was the days The 12th
cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through
"Ridin Dirty" 'cause I'm so U-G-K One two three, wait, fo' fo' makes eight Nine times out of 10 it's eleven or a 12 gauge Friday the 13th, that's the
you stand for, kid? We in the city where they definitely lost it You open your eyelids and get capped in the ribs Your funeral they have your 12th grade
time of their life, coppin' a rush Yo, I know sis, dog, her name Lorraine She that thick brick house with the chocolate frame I went to school with her, 12th
is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain, bad man, bad man Make shots, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang Man we the best never
baby The dream team I made it myself Guess I'm self made Fire starter put me anywhere I just blaze Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
you parked it here So to never never land you find yourself strollin' And when you finally except that it's stolen You call the police and they come and say "That's the 437th