no beef nigga don't act rude I got a 4-4 fo' yo attitude We can... Talk or shoot it out whateva you chose Have me back in the county blues on the TV news
me. Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began. Palmdale, come back to me. I need you and I love you, baby. Palmdale, come back to me. Cause that's
Odessa?s mind was sick That she was crazier than hell The police caught her turning tricks Down at the Blue and Gray motel Odessa was the neighbor?s
? I'm so confused, someone's got to lose, I'd hate to be in your shoes I'd probably be dressed in the county blues singing the blue to the things that
that music. Got the music, said I got that music. Got the music, said I got that music. I got the music said I got that music. Well if you got that music
hits the rock Had a baby that's addicted to crack Dumb trick, you can get a smack for that I don't defend no girl that's dumb I don't like no brothers
all can stop ya' tryin' [Chorus] [Pastor Troy] Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla' And they say that that's
the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!) "ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?" (Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's!) "Ahhh! there's
(feat. Cool Breeze) Yeah, it's Fulton County In the Woods, where niggaz got bounties hangin over they heads We done went back down the street And stayed
now (look at that) A baby momma and a bow-wow My nigga know you need to calm down F-for County run up in your house But you don't wanna hear that though, it's
look at that) A baby momma and a bow-wow My nigga know you need to calm down F-for County run up in your house But you don't wanna hear that though, it's
the rock Had a baby that's addicted to crack Dumb trick, you can get a smack for that I don't defend no girl that's dumb I don't like no brothers tryin