your eyes and memorize here on and out (here on and out [x3]) right now she must be thinking there's too much on his mind and not enough of mine one
slip up, I'm telling you now Open your eyes and memorize, here on and out Here on and out Here on and out Here on and out Right now She must be thinking
But on the other hand I know a man named Stan Who in the future had plans To be successful on his quest to Take his moms and pops out the ghetto But that
in here Waited years to get a premier and did it from here Harlem - citizen where the kid is in gear, guard him Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we
Talk blunts and boys and she'll jump for joy Shit's twisted, opportunity not but I missed it Out in the park gettin lifted So now I'm sittin here shit out
blunts and boys and she'll jump fa' joy. Shit's twisted! Opportunity knocked But I missed it, out in the park gettin' lifted. So now I'm sittin' here
he have to have, a motherfucking Cadillac On fo's, and I'm still swanging to the elbows and they sticking out What you talking bout, what about them boys on
same thing, we got people in the streets But the governmeny ain't doin' a damn thing, and all we investing in is Hydro and liquor stores SS 4 doors and
I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows Gettin weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go in my ride and I'm all in, gettin high I can hear the people
on bail Out on Bail ThugLife (see) will never fail (Out on bail - biatch!) Thuglife niggaz (You know what time it is) Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail
on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on You can
shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It's a
on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on You can admire
tripped into this Cup, and spilt it on me Now, he's startin' on some Shit, this with the naughty He's about to get the Shit, kicked, [? ] out of him [
em And lift up out of there, casualties to rest Get in the Cutlass, drop the gat and the vest Have you ever seen a Vogue tire smoke? Straight on a mission
more hangin with the fellas drinkin gin and juice He's in a situation now where he can't be loose Everybody wears jailies and sleeps on bunks And it'
holding some Grind and get your million, that you're focused on Soon as you get some bread, here the roaches come If they have they hand out, give em
