brung This is the slam, this is the one We gonna do it like it ain't been done before This is the slam this is the one We gonna spring you like you ain
the house again Sometimes, you rise above it Sometimes, you sneak below Somewhere in between believing in Heaven And facing the Devil you know Poor kid probably never
niggas faker than that boy, now give me the dank (Fill in the blank) Niggas claim they want war when I suggest you live in a tank What's your kid gonna
a price it can't no better You know you ain't never got a deal like this ever Baby Gangster uptown representer Cuttin' shit up chop you down off top you
done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate yeeea yeeee (?) Im gonna
see me they give me a pound and a bear hug Solute and bud, never sober nigga Ju scooped me up (in what?) in the black Nova When we link up, we throw shots
the fuckin' whole world down You white motherfuckers could never Y'all can't ever take over, you can't ever take over You shut the fuck up and you shut the fuck up
cause that's not my job It just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are But if you don't you never will, you just receive the steel But then
?m gonna duck out behind them If I ever had a chance it?s now then But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you To offer it to you would be
bitches and the Bud for free Welcome to this world that you never thought existed And you got to be a soldier to be enlisted Listen, I'm gonna take
gonna do things and always concocting schemes and plots You know exactly what it is (You know) You know exactly how it's gonna be, ha ha (You'll never
to pick you up Know what I'm sayin'? Ride, for real, now, it's like, you wanna ride with me You don't even know what ride is, look You wanna get clean
bitch, I thought you knew this Who is gonna catch me when I fall or even care to While you thinkin' I see you lost up in my rearview Half you is down
pick you up Know what Iim sayin'? Ride, for real Now, it's like, you wanna ride with me You don't even know what ride is, look You wanna get clean, you
til my shit drop Treat you like your momma, give you lip a pop Nigga you don't want my clip to drop Cause that means I'm empty, and you're full of it
And they ain't gonna leave until they find them keys See powder gets you hyper, reefa makes you calm Cigarettes give you cancer, woo woo's make you dumb What you
me you dead wrong Cause now a days you only get wet wit my dead on Don't let this song push you, the fourth hit you Have you keyed up gasping for breath
you had and Left you this way Still you pray, you never stray Never taste of the fruit You never thought to question why It's not like you killed someone
