baby i'm coming baby i'm coming got it? you got it? got it? you got it? i gottagotta go i gotta go to hell the place to get me well it's that i simply
The blaster the Cash Money clique'll shoot em up And me all we had to do was boot em up He got the buck now who the fuck want it? I can't see it happen
crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced with Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK shit Hell's angel, crack
make her own way Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting
to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn
starin at the world through my rearview (see) [repeat 2X] (They got me) starin at the world through my rearview Go on baby scream to God, he can't
as a son, a husband and a father. I wish I could turn back the time, go back and let it find why I let it crack my mind. And my only explanation,
they sufferin in the game And I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give
adolescence, callin to Jesus Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes Livin in jail, this is hell
load disappear Strategize with no fear Waging war for years The crack game wasn't big enough Ready to rush You bitch made motherfuckers get murdered and touched I go
over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga? Hell yeah. Would you kill for me? On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What's up
] Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good You know that's true 'im look good every time Ooh, pussy war? Step up *1 Can yi know I'm servin up blood claat playin
of Tha' Lunatic [Stretch] Yeah Tu', tell them motherfuckers, word up We ain't havin it, NONE of that shit!! Bitch ass niggaz, niggaz can't fuck with us Tu', word up
is going on? [beat starts] [Chorus: Biggie sample from: "Suicidal Thoughts"] [B.I.G.:] When I die fuck it, I wanna go to hell! [50 Cent:] I'm a piece
barrels of money Ma could walk around wit' HER head up CAUSE HER AINT A dummy It's funny, niggas rather see you sufferin' and hungry I'm COMFY as hell
