I know yall can feel me on this one 'Cause I'm talking 'bout the ghetto Well, well, well, well, wel, oh yeah Feel me, come go with me I was about 13
gave up too I just died inside Don't wanna die like george Everybody says there's things to see Everybody's pointing their fingers at me I woke up driving
chest With what you may survive Now give it Nothing's what it seems Unlucky 13 Lucky 26 With unlucky 13 LIVE our lucky life! UNLUCKY 13
Gimme the things that drive me insane Teenage women and free cocaine I want some free cocaine From my man who went to high school Abel said to Cain Momma
pimps, playas Hustlas, gangstas H I double L side 13 24 magazine where I reside 1 9 7 0 Oldsmobile Cutlass is what I drive With the same colored tint
[Music: O'Donnell, Lyrics: Yurkiewicz] While driving through Northern Pennsylvania on a cold December day He became enraged by the amount of deer hunters
lords cuz n*ggas got me screwed, like dippin through the night ?ford? I minus well get a ? put 28s between the white walls thats too much driving, let
's workout plan (Maybe we could work it out) I was able to pull a NBA player And like, now I shop every day on Rodeo Drive I just want to say thank you
my waistline Got 16 shots and I don't waste mine Never fess 'cause I'm dressed with a bulletproof vest Try to test, I leave a bloody-ass mess Driving
go when you got money to blow) Ho! Well then, say no mo' Just think, I was on my way to the sto' I got scratched but I don't got nails Got my own truck but I wanna drive
beer number 10 now it's time to go, My friend says "Don't take the car.", I say "Whatever bro." Beer 11, and 12, of course I can drive, Beer 13 was the
You owe us $13,0000 It would be very nice if you would pay us soon It's not like we make a whole lot of money It's not like we drive in big limousines
Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere to go It seems like there's a little trouble down in Mexico A 13 year old boy robs a store so he can eat And they
And you count out the years you have been here in this foreign land 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 Fourteen years Here Jalal Jalal Babydoctor And you
Williamson I (John Lee) (John Lee Williamson) Sonny Boy Williamson I - vocals & harmonica Yank Rachell - mandolin & guitar Joe Williams - guitar Recorded March 13
We got top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios Catch me headed out West Impala Drive And when they
, I'm all in them guts Homeboy can't fuck so I hooked it up But young women like you with your big round butts Blind girls driving down the street called
head with the seat layed back, feelin' real good like im in a maybach. Maserati Coupe, S600, off a triple stack and you know i stay blunted, niggas stay stuntin' driving