darkest corners Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers, to the
life, my life Duckin one-time! Stranded in the County in the worst way Hell of a way to spend my twenty-first birthday Born in the ghetto as a street
I want, is twenty five placks And if you want a show, I need twenty five stacks Fuck a dat, I got a playback machine One mic one stage, and a ounce of
oooh Then I blend into the crowd ... Hang with a bunch of hotheads, super hyphy and wild Tell your batch to stop asking about a player Get quiet about a
m bout to explode I'm on a mission for the money, ain't shit funny Put a hole in your tummy, leave you smellin like a mummy You crossed the game that
[Chorus:] A good man is gone, a good man is gone gone gone, a good man is gone, a good man is gone gone gone if he had [Verse 1:] I ain't shoot him I
AIDS Till it happens to you Just be a man, make plans Listen to your voice A woman's tryin' to make decisions We should leave them a choice Cause who
in the snow and My bigga bro couldn't know but buy a four four blasting at playa hating wantin' mo' with a Thug Passion [Verse Three: 2Pac]
Till it happens to you Just be a man, make plans Listen to your voice A woman's tryin' to make decisions We should leave them a choice Cause who are we
the snow and My bigga bro couldn't know but buy a four four blasting at playa hating wantin' mo' with a Thug Passion [Verse Three: 2Pac] Putting
the Y2K And if I don't die today, Im'a try an change the world [Hook 2x] [Wish Bone] You need a lesson you can love our rappin But they try an ban