play [Talking:] This is my will... This is my will... Telling ya'll how I feel... My nigga I just keep it real Free My nigga Dev, my nigga Kenny Boy, D
believe that's how it's gonna be I'd better put you down, [...?] is always gonna be the same, You gotta save me now, You'd better turn around (Hey) And
being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry They're relocating to the cemetary Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried The question is will
pass the Mac." I'm bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'. From out the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked
hopped up out my vehic seen cops hidin' in the trees slapped my mutha fuckin' Mac-10 cuz them P.D.'s they will bleed in my back pocket is a Radio Shack
bodies kitted Waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac I put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat My
im callin Will my real niggaz ride for me? Believe they will If I get killed Bring me back to the IvoryVille Nigga (Chorus)(X2) (D.I.G.) They say only
a call from my uncle state Said it will be a while for they let him out them gates Drop the phone as the tears hit the tip of my ears I'm gonna disappear
Trying to dodge the cops Niggas prayin' on my death before my album drops My niggas wearin wires Feds tappin' my phone Send a check to IRS so they can leave me alone Told my
buried This henessey got me gone, my eyes are blurry Face to face with reality, my dog is gone For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger fuck my chrome And my
the lights I'm like the toll that you should've paid You said you had the Mac, why you should of spree'd! What happened to the chicks and the chips you
singin' a song "Why'd they have to send my baby home?" F**kin' with some niggas, that paper long Been a G in the game now my son on the throne I am the
re playing Say... Women... they will come and they will go When the rain washes you clean... you'll know Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions I keep my
got niggas who got my back while I tour What's up, hold up, you can never fuck with the 4 Cause if you try to step, then my niggas gonna step too Listen
shit in my garbage barge Mark Moog outlaw at large, thought you all stay large 5 dollar sacks to keep my head cloudy Meet all mainframes, shut down your
s brain dead And walk around talkin' to they selves like Rain Man My game plan is thick Your dames on my dick All my girlfriends got name tags that all
)] To have my first Christmas My First Christmas Time So beatiful So special to me All my family Gift under my Tree My First Christmas Jingle Bells will ring The Birds Will
Arches" light up the way I turn the corner at the traffic light I count my money and then I rehearse what I'm going to say "I'd like an order of fries