full of choices, make 'em at the crossroads If you had five, you already lost four Straight apprehended, handcuffed and can't stand it Don't wanna go
making you mad (Say Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!) Life can be so hard (Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!) Shit can hurt so bad (Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!) Always have
When the people say, c'mon and go with me 'Cause I will never leave you, and you've been my best friend nobody understand, but they can't look inside
Jigga's It ain't the liquor I'm really sick Smokin' Shwag eatin' Crystal chicks On a rollercoaster with Bo and Kosha Can't even fuck witch'all pencil dicks Ain't
' constantly making you mad (Say free Pimp C, free Pimp C) Life can be so hard, shit can hurt so bad (Free Pimp C, free Pimp C) (Free Pimp C, free Pimp C
is hell boy (It's a Tribe thing) Straight up (It's a Tribe thing) What side is that Red? Can they kick it? Can they kick it? Yeah, can they kick it?
?t stop, we just keep on thumping [Unverified] home boy ain't lackin' nothing From the streets of [unverified] all the way to the O.C. Any way around
Yeah whattup Detroit? Nu uh, nu uh nuh no he didn't! Ahh! They didn't do it again What what, wha what? Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
chronic, baby Can't nobody Do you like, we do? Can't nobody Do you like, we do? Can't nobody Do you like, we do? Can't nobody Do you like, we do?
't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy Didn't know I was a cold blooded gangsta If you ain't ridin' wit
shouldn't have been talkin' that shit bitch boy Sayin' the wrong thing against the real McCoy Didn't know I was a cold-blooded gangsta If you ain't ridin
all swoll' Doin 2 to 5 for this nigga I don't know Fools say jail ain't nothin to sweat But if you ain't got a rep, you gotta claim your set But I don
the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon c'mon, yeah, c
ain't good and all money ain't fine Some money come with blood and some money come with time Some money can't spend and some money ain't safe Money in
try to be hard, front and say I'm God Don't know a lesson say a blessin, you're gonna get scared (Yo call the C.O.) That won't be necessary He'll watch
If I ain't gettin' proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck, never have, never will If it ain't on your
violin recital And she would be more than happy if you could take her Peace, my number's on the back of the paper, hit me later" Damn, what went wrong? Can't