like this And now we're falling out She's falling over this fucking prick I want to drop out of life And get on with my days Drop out of life And have
Heaven or Hell will prevail when I'm a goner Cuz I Eat up tracks Like Hannibal and Dahma I'm the first one out, and last one on the cOrner This life is
it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby *inhales* It'll get better... *coughing* Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style When this whole beat drop we just
you out and have my niggas chalk it out (Verse 2 A-Mafia) You know I stay on the grind I ain't never late I handle mine when it's time I don't hesitate
what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell-out? But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out? I'll bail out with a ??, that
another day at 9 till 5? I'm lost in this world, double-crossed in this world Block everybody out; I'm pissed off at this world Got 9 years of paying
the leak, leak Givin you a sneak peak When I drop this right hurr, it don't speak The show is the leak, Leak Pourin out of my physique Reminiscin on the times
should be takin' a collection, this time I'll make an exception I've just been here for the start of this I gotta come from the heart for this [Chorus
like that hoe? Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna flex? [Chorus] Who wanna flex wit' this Killa Big wheela', Dope man, Dope deela'? Who wanna flex wit' this
night, violent fight Now I'm dead, one to the head Christmas this year seemed so whack" Happy New Year bitch boy Hey, I got a New Years resolution For
The bullet hit him in his back then came out his chest This wouldn't have happened if he left the house with his vest I was rollin through this neighborhood
right He wanted to run to the country to escape the city life But I-sis, liked this, Broadway life She loved the Gucci sneakers, the red green and whites Hangin out
gator shirt, softer than my next door neighbors These young niggaz think I fell out the loop cause the last time they seen me hoppin, out the Coupe I hopped out
up at Marley, Georgi, and service from Sergio Da Kine Lamborghini, the chain throw off the vertigo I know the flow just hit a hellafied vertical This the Christ year, last year
it, one take. And he said [Jay-Z:] "check this out, tell me what you think of this, right here" "tell me what you think of this." And I heard it, and
Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend me a nickel...?" "Get out, get out, I'll call the police I tell you." "All right,
dont fall in love next thing u know im hugged up wit this bitch in tha tub Palm Springs, Al Capone's Sweate washin her feet is this love? somebody's wife
people just stay alive Thug Life never die.. Dear 'Pac, every thug sheds a tear drop -- and use teeth to bite off beer tops, and _Pour Out a Lil'
