I wish I wasn't always ignored I wish shed stop hanging out at the liquor store I wish I was all big and buff I wish for once I felt good enough. I wish
[Verse 1:] It's sick in here and it's thick in here And the party got started up oh so quick in here. Lady's dancing, but nobody turning tricks in here
mistake And was it enough that I split 20% of what I make? Was it enough that I cut niggas half of what I bake? Ain't enough that I almost lost all my
me, no one's Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one 'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb Let
my eyes on the prize, see my haters, tell them hi . One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce. Nothing I do ever is good enough for the
yeah [Verse 1 - Layzie Bone] See, all I know was get out and get it I stay on the grind all night a??til my feet go numb Blowina?? moa?? weed than Cheech
[Chorus] La, La La La La, La La This is a song for my haters Y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah This is a song for my haters Ya'll got me feeling
club up in here off the numb-numb juice Vodka, 7-Up, and Cran-apple juice The ladies outnumber the fellas six-to-one And me and my fellas up in here like good
before you go, haters hit the door Cause we be hitting you with the skills Don't give up before you flow, I'm a let you know That my adrenaline assembling That's enough
hi One day you'll remember this one day when we reminisce nothing I do ever is good enough for the music biz (nothing I do is never good enough for
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em hi One day you'll remember this One day when we reminisce Nothing I do ever is, good enough for the
yeah, ah yeah [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] See, all I know was get out and get it I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb Blowin' mo' weed than
amount of numbers of mongols Y'all mad we the real number owners Rollin like big, Thugline nothin but runners Trouble Boss, a double cross A nigga named Krray they good
on me, no one's Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one 'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb
full of thunder The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough And baby ain't old enough For this game I'm rollin up De-zamn it feels good to be the don Straight
sowed it up, now you haters hate back While I keep it movin, showing and provin my craft I been told by my older folks good niggas finish ? Right before
