sardines And car dreams I'm burnin' unfamiliar bud Got a shotgun like Elmer Fudd That'll let off and leave you hella blood Ma I'm hip to tha game Blue
a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill
: Life, and all the lessons I've learned... I done been through it all, I done had people try take my life... Leave me for dead, but victories that much
: (feat. Rick Ross) Life, and all the lessons I've learned.. I done been through it all, I done had people try take my life... Leave me for dead, but
blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed. Now I know lightning strikes again. It struck me once, then struck me dead. My
the money drops in, but is it a sin you're standing in rags you're selling your flags but who gets the dough at the end of the day we saw your drop-dead
, sugar and spice (Right.) Told her my name was Brother Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a freak She said, Marquis, I know your game Heard
when I'm dead Riiight! And if I can't fuck, then I'll take some head 'Cause you gotta dog a hoe whenever you can 'Cause bulldaggers run game for every
, rollin' hard Hangin' out, the whole nine yards I'm smokin' a fat one, takin' a 40 to the head Watch out, fool, get shot dead And bitches clownin', cryin
a hit just come see me Got beats by the pound, even by the OZ (OZ) Blank spitter If this was a ball game I'd throw a no-hitter You the dead body I'll
victim of things I did to maintain I need a place to rest my head with the little bit of homeboys that remain Cause all the rest dead Is there a spot
Cuffed up Then I said I had enough There must be another route, way out To money and fame, I changed my name And played a different game Tired of being
t push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game
deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
! Don't want to be another number I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under The federales wanna see me dead - niggaz put prices on my head
A buck-fifty across the face with my razor What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone Keep my brain on the game and stay head strong These sorry
seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game,
was shot several times in the chest... [Other reporters talking, then they fade slowly] [Chorus] You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead Why