[Chorus: x2] Blinded by the light Justice league [echos] I risk it all for her Give it all for her Just to see her smile more Remember the days when I
: [Chorus: x2] Blinded by the light Justice league [echos] I risk it all for her Give it all for her Just to see her smile more Remember the days when
cool though! We getting major paper on the underground You thought it was them other fools, though It was us the whole time! Them haters tryna deplete my shine like Venetian blinds
'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at
pinnacle, I felt like losin' my mind. There was some other kind. Really wanna smoke the weed after you swallow me. And try not to follow me blind,
[2Pac] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a
is quick to turn dikes Sheets never come clean bled From yo crime scene mann Chorus: {2x} Verse Two: {D-Roc} Even thought yo mind was blind soul keeper
doe with this 4 4 got the hat back with the seats low Blowin doe doe with this 4 4 Blowin doe doe with this 4 4 [Verse 2 - Lil' Phat] I be creepin
comin' Too busy bullshittin', caught him with his mouth runnin' Ain't this a bitch, they got me twisted in this game The feds and the punk, police pointin' pistols
6 past 6 so bitches prime time Who in they write mine nigga trying to define rhyme L E G I T ballers Give it up for them pistol pistol the knuckle street
is in him isn't entering Pistols entering missiles split entering Hollow tips losing the gin, I lose in sneaking I've been waiting gotta give my damn Pop the world war 2
was sleepin I made it to my house I closed the blinds and bolt the door Somebody please tell me whats going on 'cause I don't fuckin know Chorus Verse 2
t want me, if you don't call, to tell me what's been on your mind I'll be breaking my windows and climbing my walls Drinking whiskey till it makes me blind
the glocks in the weed spot Stop playa hatin, whodie got and clock yo' own knock Tryna perfect the shine, the fifty-eight camera's die Blind ya when we
and niggas thug livin', precious Three strikes, I hope they don't test us And pull a heater ammunition is great Move without a sound And we slide down pistols
Didn't Know If You Wasn't Informed Or Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols
Know If You Wasn't Informed Or Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols
