on the block. (Yeahhhh) Everytime you turn around somebody got shot.. Oooooh, but im still here. Im still here. Verse 2: Another homie got murdered in the dope house
back like crack over the drumroll You know, wherever I go the gun go [Akon - Chorus] We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey) ain't bout to let a nigga
message from the nine. Paint a picture with words you can see me when I shine. Put my back on the wall nigger watch me go for mine. I let 21 shots off
or get the message from the nine Paint a picture wit' words, you can see when I shine Put my back on the wall, nigga, watch me go for mine I let twenty
is just like different real estate Open your mind, you got more than the skill to take 'Cause I know You, you, you want the lavish crib and fancy cars You
strapped. You goin get yo man clapped, you goin get yo clan clapped. You goin get saran wrapped, like where the van at? We comin, where you uh, where you
Oh yeah, party people Here we go Party people, rock the house Ya'll want some more? Ya'll want some more? Let me hear ya say 'yeah' Let me hear ya say
fine make you watch it like a Sony First you grab up my hair then you ride it like a pony Louis V house... yeah... All white everything yeah you know the house
ass so fine make you watch it like a Sony First you grab up my hair then you ride it like a pony Louis V house... yeah... All white everything yeah you know the house
the last game with you for the last time Threw the cards on the table can't take another round Got these chicks callin me it's about to go down You messy
Tyga] Uh, line full of b-tches hard fine b-tches the shit that I'm smokin' got me higher than tuition wanna know whats goin' on let me paint a picture
You tell her, trick get back, uh trick get back You tell her, trick get back, for ya ass get smacked You tell her, trick get back, what trick get back You
pourin', stunt stormin', got these bitches soaked Camera phones capture everything that pictures don't You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich You
chicks, get the picture I'm focused, got nothing but cock for cock-roaches, bitch, I'm gone before you noticed Ducking these coppers, try'nna make the coldest Spot you
us, but you got no blunts to get high You won't be real with us, but ya reelin' us and you want to ride You try to deal with us, but you got no blunts
, the empty ones, over dope money (Let's go) Car house in the smoke, over dope money (C'mon) All my niggas will die over dope money (Let's go) Bust your
when I drop the Maybach You lyin', you claim you buyin' but you rentin' and leasin' If you pimpin' and niggaz spendin', where's the paper you seein'?