second chances When it all goes down when they put me in my grave **** em all cross my tombstome and bury me with my gage g [Chorus] [Verse: Layzie
chain low Calio the same coat Dirty G,Porch Boy Rest In Peace I wont let them bustas bury me mane,ima beast Drinkin 1 and 1's,2 and 3's,and let my mind
3D Box clever, watch your sister come together Crazy weather at the end of my tether Daddy G Massive in the area, murderer Attack are in the area, murderer 3
been beggin' So I had to go back to the basics (INE) [Verse 1:] This the end coat of my life The N trigga of my world Ridgecrest apartments movin' that
at us like animals I'm gettin frisked by the cops They only tryin to get props, for blowin off a black man's top Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named
go where the fuck I want I'm up in heaven evil U ain't gotta tell me I know I spit bars sick e-mail, anthrax, flows kick arsenic G-up genie and throw
I'm original? You can't do the material When I sit back and watch you act big Spend your budget on your video I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating
it's E-B-K Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way Locc to da brain... [Verse 2: Big Dan] Now try to peep this watt G straight
and a chrome .45 and I know That all of my murderers Heard of this gangsta crackin necks Runnin all night with a jet black 9 In a g-ride killin up
's e-b-k Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way Locc to da brain... Verse two: big dan Now try to peep this watt g straight low
'm too quick, I think I'll pass Dollars, if I don't fold em, I roll em like a bolo Other steppin to brothers cause he be God? Oh no G-o-d, I be not he
hoe, blunts up in my polo [chorus] [3rd verse-yella] Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, stop playin' with me I'm like the b.g.'z I'
knowatimsayn'? Yeah! [Eightball:] It takes a nigga that's hard from the start, you gotta have heart, To meet a bitch, mack her then rip her apart. It
years old is a classic? Regulation number 1 Keep yo' business to yo' lonesome Regulation number 2 Make sure the product you carry is wholesome Regulation number 3
no thanks to that, they ranked him wack, only thing that's left to do, was to go gangsta rap, so now he rhyme about the keys being sold, the G's being
Louie bag summer sack half a damn million I fuck with kush so much, I had Amsterdam children I'm Pakistan pillin' rollin' like a yayo Tha Ferrari with tha lake house G
up and raw. I love her, with all my heart Every vein, every vessel, every bullet lodged With every flower that I ever took apart She said - that
a broken heart That's falling apart In life We try to do what's right When love comes in your life Like a thief in the night (2 Peter 3:10) And can
