my life So drink up, lovely Because in time, you'll see That if you chose to ignore me This story will end in tragedy Take these words, a forewarning
my life So drink up, lovely Because in time, you'll see That if you choose to ignore me This story will end in tragedy Take these words, a forewarning
be dead than tanked up, gettin stomped on 187 dance on these punk suckas Try to take ya boy out the game like a busta Now they know what it's like gettin
yourself Cause in these days we don't go for that So you better try someone else [x2] [VERSE 1: D-Nice] Now I can recall the first time I was out on
It ain't the niggas that act hard it's the niggas that be like quiet-like It's the ones that put the slugs in your ass and tell your ass goodnight So
ain't hittin' them draws she calling me a dog Grabbing and complaining like she goin through menopause Breaking out my window for scratching up my calls I ain't got time
plug him in and put him on this conference call... "Real niggas unite, fuck the lame We goin leave these suckas out and pour em to a slay Mash on these
I guessed this, must my time to exhale I've been waitin so damn long that this rap shit is stale Make it happen, in these streets kids is clappin Fuck
, Mista Madd) [talking] Say L, hold these keys man What kind of wheels is those brah (man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos) Man, I ain't never seen shining like
only time I start to worry, Is when the machine becomes part of me Me and my self esteem..., I'd like to go back to sleep, But even my dreams these days
no, no, no, no, I'll tell you once more before I get up and go, Don't bring me down You got me runnin' like a snake in the grass, One of these days you
Chorus] These days, replay, the life game of wrong These days, what we say, can do such harm I replay, each day, like an endless song Billing through
it feels so real I cant resist boy i need your kiss I just cant go on like this Im trying to fight my tears Im holding back after all these years I'
now Then to hold on, and let it hurt I gotta let it burn It's gonna burn for me to say this It's coming from the hurt It's been a long time coming But
220 Where the haters get real and the players grow, ya know Just soak it up 'cause it's to the plus Then spread your wings like an angel and get high like
you" Sippin Thug Pa*sion, scrub actin like he feel you Steady plottin, ready or not; Outlawz lost but not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton A spitter of the hotness, long timeness So like
me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [Outlawz] Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
