Me,yeah yeah Oh Ohh Of L.A Time [Game 2Nd Verse] Fuck Yall, Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My Block Get To Watching cause Avery time I Hit
Me, yeah yeah Oh Ohh Of L.A Time [Verse 2: Game] Fuck Ya'll, Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My Block Get To Watching cause Avery time I Hit
yeah Oh Ohh Of L.A Time [Verse 2: Game] Fuck Ya'll, Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My Block Get To Watching cause Avery time I Hit My Block
, yeah yeah Oh Ohh Of L.A Time [Verse 2: Game] Fuck Ya'll, Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My Block Get To Watching cause Avery time I Hit My
: I've learned to let go Come on Here's a middle finger Coming straight from oca-l-a I appreciate your judgement it's proved that I can't trust a word
not keep it real I had a idea I didnt want to believe it I wouldnt thought of it in a million years he'll do that to Geezy I had a dope habbit and markie
: [ANSWERING MACHINE] "Today: six fifty-six PM Central Time." [AUTOMATED VOICE] "You have a COLLECT call from a Louisiana inmate. Press 'one' to accept
get chopped I'm hot, dog - keep that glock and it's cocked, dog First time you're caught off your game, you drop, dog I'm true to the game - ho, play
They doin' bad and slangin' rhymes at the same time, ain't lyin'! Now this nigga is a muthafuckin' dick beater Heard at Corn(?) he was a muthafuckin' cheerleader Fuckin' wit a
a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz My people say it's a shame They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money
1] I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it Game tight like elastic Wit a block ??? murder jack it Eraser, Baby Gangsta, V.L. nigga I'm on a trail
When your times up your times up this is real shit I'm a ball 'Till my number called Say a praire Hopin' god hear Look I don't fear a man Want to bang
for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin
enemies Y'all know how we do it [Verse Three] I be the Young N-O, to the B-L-E Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z M-A-R was the for starters, flee the whole cartridge
the scrubs that be buyin' time If you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus Outro It was a what type nigga be a
analyze You're lookin at a bitch who specialize in tellin lies She got a body make a motherfucker fantasize Her face ain't never shed a tear through
