It's never your fault, you're never wrong you can't admit that you fucked up, always right, no room for wrong pass the buck every chance you get you
wrong pass the buck every chance you get you're just too good to make a mistake it's never your fault, it's never your fault, you're never wrong drunk
Lets all get a stolen car And roll through they ward When it's dark We spark, pull up then draw You done falled in war Got in a big brawl Thought hard but you wrong
a knife I know some people will say that I might never find a wife But I'll do my thing my way oh my brother no be fight Sometimes I might be wrong
club, I play the wall Or I roll my marijuana in the bathroom stall And honestly I never dance unless I'm intoxicated I never contemplate it 'til my mind
that job". Man, here. Hit the weed, man. Fuck a job, man. Shit, I'll hit that. Here, I'll hit it. Shit, no weed goin' never tell you nothin' wrong. I'
for the best... Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, Richer than the bees are in honey Never growing old, never feeling cold Pulling
up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen
: Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long, Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a
with the boys up to no good C-low on the down low cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth Startin
: Building trust on pulling teeth again yeah she knew that good times never end something's broke in me, i hate this fucking feeling i can't stand to
s up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen so much
Hustler word I pull the trigger long Grit my teeth spray till every nigga's gone Got my block sewn armored dope spots Last thing I sweat's suc-suc-sucka
gonna grow Until the dirt gets wet Put the elevator music on Pull me back where I belong The ambulance sings along The fly on the wall Doesn't know what's wrong
habit But some may say I'm goin about it the wrong way But they don't stay over my way And if you ain't never had a family member doin this Then don'
cap It's casual, but to authorities it mean you sellin crack It's a shame I can't ride on the rich side of town Without bein pulled over, thrown on
I'm never rockin' a watch, What's a deadline when you're living on your own time? I'm livin' slow, Peter Pan style son, You didn't know I never grow
down and steam roll away ?? Chorus 2X {Puff Daddy shouting a lot over the chorus} [Puff Daddy] I never thought it would be like this I never thought
