world, that cant go get a job, cause they been in jail, they did a 3 to 9, a motherfuckin?, a bit or whatever the case may be they did for their time
now I'm in the studio tryna make dollar bills some people owe me fa sho since they live down the street, rollers actin like they broke (man show us some
when he's speaking At one time, my mind, just, couldn't conceive A woman had to dress a certain way to believe But, in the same breath, a-llow me to say
Got these hoes, oops these cameras keep on rolling From start until explosion They down to do it all I call em US open Big money I can't fold it It calls me like I owe
They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me And they wonder
school, I was a bully, now life is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke
less Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit Find
, I was a bully, now life is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack
world, that cant go get a job, cause they been in jail, they did a 3 to 9, a motherfuckin?, a bit or whatever the case may be they did for their time.
the car, and while they rode they ran down the list of things he owed They said, "You owe us some money, you owe us some product Cause you could be right
us some like, then some can't stand us, Cause we expose and appose the evil that man does That we do, not even those who speak in Greek and Hebrew Can build a
mind and clean your cash out See a nigga had to pay me if he ever owed me A thug about my business, I'll do ya homie Drink the O-E and tote the tech
(feat. Doc Holiday, Starang Wondah) [Starang:] They don't like us [Rock:] Word Up [Starang:] They don't like us [Rock:] They ain't gotta like us fuck