the brains fly Violent? Yeah, you could call me that Insane? You're on the right track But turn the sounds up so I can stay amped Do another crew and
gonna die this summer Gunshots from the hummer Now the sawed-off riot pumps lead across your beds They said: "Mama, less you wouldn't strike back" mack ten
street life's anatomy A nigga take me out, yo, what a upset that'd be And if I fall I fall on cushions, [Incomprehensible] Hittin' niggas up with the
he wanna be gay But that's your business I'm straight so nigga have it your way Those who hate me I got somethin' for ya A nigga with cash a nigga with
the muthafucka stay So I went and got some homies I hang with Some crazy muthafuckas who I used to bang with We took a trip to his crib I snatched his
got the muscle Mexicans got the knives You better be wise you wanna stay alive Go toe to toe with the sucka no matter what size A fool tried to sweat me
The alchoholic Don, call me King Tragic Watch me speak the magic Watch me teach that old habit - full of havoc People pay Just to have me stay And
a lonely cell, my only hell But since when y'all niggaz know me to fail? Fuck naw Where all my niggaz with the rubber grips, bust shots? And if you with me
me, you won?t out me, wouldn?t even have a style without me, uh uh ya, I can see behind the smiles, wasn?t rocking with me then don?t be jocking me now
tryin to sell 10 billion keys fuck what a bitch boy say to me aka i stay wit me mac 99 not far away my dogs dont even play wit me in my apartment 80
nights Though it might seem wrong, thank God for that white They used to call me the Pyrex kid aka Young Arm & Hammer In the kitchen with the pots, yeah
dudes that ride dirty but they all clean VIP with the teen that we ...that's what they call me ... cause he look like he .. I'm fresh stay dressed with
outside No men are born this time Saturday's child stays home Nothing to say so long Well, well, well Another day Well, well, well Another day Grocery store, ten
can grab a cup Boy, stop, I'm just playin' let me back you up Baby, baby, you're in my system Baby, baby, tell me you're listenin' Tell me you're listenin
get moist Girlfriend caught me kickin' with the crew She my late night friend, butchall CHORUS (T-Pain): I wanna go home with you I wanna go home with
pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me It's not my M.O., see me I make it stretch Get in the
. (She playin with my mind) Im'ma tell you one more time. (She playin with my mind) For you Im'ma grind. You were there through the pain. You stood right by me
, Trinity Ave Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad As a young, it was too much to cope with Why you think, mo'fuckers nick named me, Cook Coke