I'm ready for the simple life right now Connect and with points. I welcome it cause I've been taking notes And every thing i write is telling me to
roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got a fetish
you had laced in And I was taught to wait patient (Why?) Only faggots make shit up just to get famous So when I finally blew up I remained sick Earning
that before But it's one person always there we all know Some of us ain't grow up with our daddies in our life So mama played the father role twice right So
up shook ones You shook there ain't no things as half way crooks ( you ani't a crook son) You sarced to death you scared to look you shook (you just
distance can't tell who is who So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up
messed up So I lay back, and smoke a yeshca (?) 'Til it burn my chest up, I'm stressed up From my toes, to my neck up It's all out, I seen niggas cook
of the ones that's walkin' around here Out in the streets blindfolded Not knowin' what's really goin' on Nawimsayin? These streets is a habitat baby Word up
the whole crowd shit I got the grizzlys on me like Stronoun Swift 40 blue vest on me cause I took some once Round here its like that even the shook ones
a mic I turn cats to liars Havent given a thumbs up get your thumbs up This isnt kids stuff fuck getting your thumb sucked This shits for grown folks
leaving soon When fools call up asking for the promo department I'll connect you with the living room [hey, hold on] Live it up, pour a brew, pull up
'm fed up it's time to go head hunting Dead up too many crews be fronting I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting Get up I'll break ya down a little something
though there ain't that much time Oh and we'll make love in the middle of the night... I hope we're older someday And we've grown so much I hope that
Well, what up for yah? It's your boy breeze again Breezin' in with one of y'all breeze again And I know Jesus seein' me sin so Why not blow dro, why
that's her" She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
can't tell who is who So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown Please leave it alone, don't throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up that tree
had laced in And I was taught to wait patient, Why? Only faggots make shit up just to get famous So when I finally blew up I remained sick Earning respect