where to go They're on my tail so please don't fail me But if I'm found they'll surely hang me I'm always on the run always on the run On the town beneath
la, oh well, la la la We're going at it tonight tonight There's a party on the rooftop top of the world Tonight tonight and were dancing on the edge
Uhh yeah nigga yeah-shit real round here if you want it, you can get it my nigga-cause shit real round here if you want it, you can get it my nigga-shit
them hoes holla(waaahhh) my pockets on swoll, my whip on beam I started that shit so you know my wrist bling I went to H - Town to see Paul Wizzy I left
(Talking) We still get our shine on, ya heard me [Chorus x2] We on factory, We on factory We ain't got nothing to prove, We on factory We on factory, We on
skills pays my bills But still keep my hand on my glock just in case Niggas try'na plot seventeen shots gonna stop The many tracks and that's a fact Leavin' niggas on
headbusta just a clean up man Chorus: On dangerous grounds, with the K off in my hand, Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man, On dangerous grounds
d realize There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes. On the other side of town, a boy is waiting, With firey eyes and dreams no one could steal. She drives on
lonesome sound And I ain't had a woman in so long I can't feed my starvin' soul Come on saddle up boys We're gonna ride in to town We're gonna get a
when I pop round, doors up, top down Seat back, keep that, motherfuckin glock round Nigga this is my town, my block, my crown My sound, peace to my niggaz on
that ass drop, like my '64 [Verse 3: The Game] Yeah nigga I'm loco but not like loco Red rag in my pocket, got gangbanging in the chokehold Red spokes on my low low, oh
world's gonna wake up and see Baltimore and me Oh, oh, oh Look at my hair What "do" can compare with mine today? Oh, oh, oh, I've got my hairspray
to me Calamity again!) Sarsaparilla Red neck fella Lace umbrella Be my girl! When I find the west is won Got to keep on rolling on and on Time
re bringing me up, holding me down Stick in the mud, face in the ground so this time I'm on my own Oh this time I'm on my own Building you up Pulling
trailblazers crossing the mountain rock. and if i head west, i guess this is my sacrifice- my gift to myself. along the way, on these banks, i leave you.. Oh
