It says it's going down tonight We finally made it to the drop spot King and Weston Ave, Snoody Fox The posse was there, but it ain't right Fuckin' police
gods prison hand on the strap Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life Pleasure and pain
fired up a blunt of that dro (And a nigga just fired up a blunt of that dro) The police pulled me over on some seatbelt shit (The police pulled me over
late I already outgunned you You was around, you know the outcome too Let's play, lemme show you what Game is Heartbreak, I'm showin' you what pain is
gat, not a slingshot; step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like Rodney King got. Or get beat to your death like Cochise, my laws is no peace, fuck the police
Be the number 1 smuggler in the area Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated State to state and over seas gettin' faded Buddah king
we do Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say to that Now what you gonna do about it? What you gonna do about it man? {*police sirens*} Bring it
the king of us Let's get rid of the different but the sands the same and they remain We're an pain and we're here to save all that man has done 'cause
We run from red and blue lights to get the green But whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain,
I like marine blue, marine green, roll with a mean team Meshed out, fresh out, and stay greams We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings
more My love goes to Afeni Shakur 'Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war And just for that alone, she shouldn't feel no pain no more
more we get, the more we takin' From other people, baby Brooklyn Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends and hoes Long cons, diamond rings and the kings
get heated My homies nine he squeezed it Niggas talkin shit Guess well just repeat it (chorus) Yea I couse pain Cook cocaine an smoke weed Gang affileated an fuck the police
I mean c'mon. What the FUCK do I gotta do? This one for the fans here Jack. [Lupe: Chorus] I think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther Add a King, add a Junior
't let me be misunderstood What's understood ain't gotta be explained So for those who understand, meet Dwayne For 8 and a half months I gave Ms. Cita pain
we go Can't wait 'til I'm 10 and I get jumped in You should see the tattoo, he gave himself with the pain He did it in the pain like 3 years ago And
to they building I'm in the finals, three years consecutive for soundkilling Pooh butt analyzers, the weapon mystifier Who wanna come test the king benevolent