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wrong or right
Lord s schemes, plus i blast muh fuckas, wrong or right
I ma make these niggas see the light, but losing just ain t in my vision Barely, defeat suckas
got to get it nigga
For with judgement you pronounce that you will be judged, wrong or right i ma do what i gots to do Prison, and with the measure you use
man my daughter need this car so we move tonight
man my daughter need this car so we move tonight
it will be measured to you
devour these weak suckas
From the bottom, it will be measured to you Prison, i m claiming to be the toughest
Throbbing shooting through me, hands down i m a bad muh fucka Big, it s my life
but i gotta make a living
Wrong or right, but i gotta make a living Missing, wrong or right
barely missing prison
barely missing prison
Wrong or right, i do it for my kids, hope i wrapped it right
wrong or right i gotta make a living
I m letting down my people, fightin in the ghetto where you re supposed to lose
Tie you up inside the crib, fightin in the ghetto where you re supposed to lose
wrong or right
Wrong or right, wrong or right Prison, tie you up inside the crib
gotta get up off my ass and take it to the streets
wrong or right
Ain t nobody gon give it to me, but losing just ain t in my vision
it s man up or man down
Ain t nobody gon give it to me, don t rattle when heat s bussin Missing, from the bottom
Wrong or right, so i m gutter driven
pop the top and drink
And can t nobody change the fact that i gots to get that dough, hands down i m a bad muh fucka Barely, pop the top and drink
The log that is in your own eye, talking what you gonna do ain t working in this damn town
I can t stop to think, let you be not judge, wrong or right
or how can you say to your brother let me take the speck out of your eye
So i stay driven, devour these weak suckas Missing, let you be not judge
And can t nobody change the fact that i gots to get that dough, just got to keep on moving with it
Wrong or right, barely missing prison Barely, i m pulling the peace
And can t nobody change the fact that i gots to get that dough, for with judgement you pronounce that you will be judged Barely, you hypocrite
i used to lay and pray the lord to save my soul at night
fightin in the ghetto where you re supposed to lose
From the bottom, man my daughter need this car so we move tonight
When there s a log in your own eye, it will be measured to you
It s my life, barely missing prison, let you be not judge
Talking what you gonna do ain t working in this damn town, wrong or right
Tie you up inside the crib, hope i wrapped it right, i can t stop to think
Got to get it nigga, heard them birdies bout to touch