to quit throwin' a fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me It's they who raised me and say the can take me It's they who's legs I brake and make achy It's
P i heard the tunnel open again i spoke to flex he said he gonna let both of us in it's time to load up the auto's and semi's i wish my niggas bank was
hustle, 'cause my pokets on low Got a couplah niggas dat's gon' flip em O's It was born in my blood, I'm gon pimp em ho's (Fo' Sho'!!) When you see me
! "industry shakedown" That's right That's what the fuck I call, a industry shakedown "word up, word up" And it's a lotta motherfuckers
And call the law when she drink And think that that's gon' make me listen Man, I got cousins from the Dirty South Who'll walk up to this police car Open
up" Yeah! "Industry Shakedown" That's right That's what the fuck I call, a Industry Shakedown "Word up, word up" And it's a lotta motherfuckers out there
I do now I never grew up I was born grown and grew down The older I get the dumber the shit I get in The more ignorant the incident is I fit in Ignorin' the shit how boring it gets when there's
blue balls Telethon wit lou rawls, and bevelin' two percent off the top S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off Decapitated, so where's he headed
can find me were's money aka too 9 when inter to club full of ho's 'cause i told u bitch im hight off life just like we wish money grow's on tree's i
let's ride All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga, let's ride nigga All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga, let's ride nigga
my baby girl's ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's
die Riffles and .45's 17-shot 9's Right up between your eyes Niggas is gon' die, niggas come from the pound Hummers and S-S's, born to be a killer Fill
attack me Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police, I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me Let off 50
's ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's
Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me Let off 50
attack me Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me Let off 50
a nickel, 50 cent for Dutch Masters My big brother's Pelle Pel' lingers of a fargone weed smoke Lookin' for greener pastures, pasturized 2% for $2.19 You can get 2 quarts, there's
