to show me Just exactly what I gotta do I'm living in the USA Take another breath of that toxic waste Living in the USA Try not to suck too much detergent Everytime I
If I live I live, if I die it's cool Cuz I know for sure when I was here that I was a fool If you gone drill me come on and drill me It's all good cuz
you gon lose it man Got a AR... 15 I mean D.O.A when I hit the scene nahmean? It's a bust-back thang nigga grab yo shit I come behind limo tint with the
sound! [Verse 3: JT Money] In this type of M-U-S-I-C I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see I seen professionals, but I'm the better master Who
's true I got love for you only to a certain exstend ni**as ain't worth s**t Cops and ride d**k permits I heard this and heard that About them O-U-T
a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down Cause you can be touched [E.D.I] I live life High
a changed man So what I'm saying is [Chorus] I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah (Fucking with a changed man) I slang a new dope
I live I might blow up any minute, did it again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin I see no justice All I
were gone I'd worked for all my life, And I had to start again with just my children and my wife. I'd thank my lucky stars to be living here today, '
I'm on my way [Chorus- 50 Cent & Eminem] I got a gatman There's a problem I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver and a batman What
know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record don
you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out,
a damn But I'm still a man Got a soul program I'ma pump my fist I'm stayin' ready for this And you can put this on Wish I never seen the abyss And when
t jack So I just wait to pull the trigger back I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine So
but I'm surviving I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash What it was four
comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
