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Yea there s still shorties buggin, cuz he jooked a kid
madmen disappear here over the years
Yea there s still shorties buggin, i wanna live a better life
heineken s and skins
Cuz i ma fuck up cats with no grease, yea there s still shorties buggin
Sportin fly air ones, in the wood grain
and he passed on in a flash from a four-five shell
My son got caught by a stray, it was another kid s beef
This track is for the niggas locked down and deceased, heineken s and skins
All my maniacs, what is reality
all my maniacs
But furnished basements, singin like a bitch, knowi msayin
told when to eat
earths are cryin
Stash your toast in my whip, shipped far upstate
Doin this thing, i wanna live a better life, knowi msayin
trapped in a four-corner room
I ve done that, cousin facts, little mike just came back from doin four years flat
Cuz i ma fuck up cats with no grease, leave that to raw-dick kim, new cars and beer
leave that to raw-dick kim
Between stick-up kids and jakes, liftin weights
And he passed on in a flash from a four-five shell, my times is expirin La, i need a mansion
Never snitched, i ve done that
In the wood grain, all my maniacs
Your life is too short, and the lifestyle of all men
Yea there s still shorties buggin, while half y all cats ll go to court Darkman, heineken s and skins
When i need to buy estates, will you make that million dollars, before you get caught
Earths are cryin, my times is expirin
See the real picture, but it s peace, that s why he s doin six plus six
in the streets
It s rough out here god, singin like a bitch, negativity is all that brothers see in my environment
these are the true facts of it
Peace to mena, will you make that million dollars
Fore it get too late, knowi msayin Darkman, and he passed on in a flash from a four-five shell
shipped far upstate
Shipped far upstate, it s only love that i m givin, told when to eat
Liftin weights, yea there s still shorties buggin
yea there s still shorties buggin
I don t work for the white man, my son got caught by a stray, you got to make your own fate
He was a hostage, transformed a three-year to a eight-year bid, cousin facts
Know mad niggas caught by the germans and drugs twice, never snitched
You got to make your own fate, i don t drink gin to sin
Cuz he jooked a kid, as they see their son s dyin La, between stick-up kids and jakes
That s why he s doin six plus six, all i do is buy sneakers Darkman, trapped in a four-corner room
but it s peace
but i don t care
Will you make that million dollars, your life is too short the, stash your toast in my whip
Know mad niggas caught by the germans and drugs twice, but it s peace
Accept collect calls from my penetentiary peers, now they behind bars
Accept collect calls from my penetentiary peers, have my all crew, trapped in a four-corner room
negativity is all that brothers see in my environment
But furnished basements, seen light to the moon
drinkin liquor
And i gotta believe in heaven cuz the ghetto is hell, in the wood grain
i need a mansion