Damn you stay away from me I got a disease everyone is sleeping I hate you For putting faith in me For putting faith in me everyone is sleeping everyone
everywhere I turn, I seen somebody gettin bust Plus everywhere I look All I could see is a crackhead or a goddamned crook Runnin' around with a pistol or a
you've got have the shit never let them make you quit rule number 1 is that you're not to give a shit about every damn body that now wants to cut you down
yo life Well give me grab it I was born inside a love zone With a glock-nine young marriage It's critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a
I'm on your mind in what you say and in your mind in what you think Your mic don't work cos I'm also a jinx I'm your worsest nightmare, your truest reality With a
the Cutlass, drop the gat and the vest Have you ever seen a Vogue tire smoke? Straight on a mission, man, I ain't no joke See, this is a hype tip, cause
down, ass up, c'mon [Chorus x2] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show
can stop a Epidemic built across the nation, can't stop temptation listen who in the hell gonna stop you when, I get in your mind then tell you squats with a girl I'm bein, hit a
party at the party at the party [MJG] Are you feelin like I'm feelin cause I'm feelin good naw wait great Feelin like I could move a whole damn state, huh-uh, a
out with a shot stupid dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown I don't give a f--- it's time to throw down F--- the bullshit it's time to throw down f
the laugh? I always smell the gun smoke, on your behalf I think I should send a telegram to your staff America, you're down and dirty You need a bath
[Chorus] Get up to get down now Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (alright) I don't wanna
motherfuckin' wood cuz we certified Got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off Got a bunch of goons, hoping
Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95 My shawty leanin blasting that Do or Die Wishin that a muthafucka would cause we certified Got a system thatll beat and
motherf**kin wood cause we certified Got a system thatll beat and knock your wall off Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off Got a bunch of goons, hoping
happy with your lives A victim of the system, ain't got to worry about drive by's Man it don't make, no sense at all I'll be down for my ways, till the
with all the radios And I keep hearing that same damn song Everywhere I go Maybe I should put a bucket over my head And a marshmallow in each ear And