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Uh Stars in the roof, sittin' in the Wraith Got it all off these bars, man, this shit kinda crazy I been out wildin' with these young niggas lately Fuckin' all the pretty bitches, man, this shit kinda crazy I'm blessed up with Christ, Lifestyle too much for life I been on some player shit, hoops my nigga don't make You is not the reason I'm pullin' up in the latest Westside nigga, ho, I don't need no favors Ayy, damn this beat got bass Everything that's bad for me right here in my face I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank Move bitch, a nigga need a little space (uh-huh) Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay (uh-uh) Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think (fuck you bitch) But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank I ain't in the mood bitch, don't come inside my gate SongtexteThat's trepassin' you bastard, I can shoot you in your face If I run past you, my bad, my whole life feel like it's a maze Been drink my life away, they can't stop me, I go crazy Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they tell me it ain't safe But I'm drunk drivin' that G-Wagon, get your sqaure ass out my face The homie just got a wraith, Po-Po brought him my name They know we from the gang, this shit out my range This shit out my fuckin' range bitch I ain't plannin' on a change bitch I'm goin' through a field of pain bitch 4hunnid gang got that bang bitch I'm hundred bodies demons, yeah, I see 'em walk (walk) So you know I got the devil in my thoughts (thoughts) I be seen the devil in my living room hall (hall) I just hope I ain't got the devil in my little whore, this shit for real Ayy, damn this beat got bass Everything that's bad for me right here in my face I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun up on my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank (Then I'll pull up) Then I'll pull up with a hundred in each pocket bitch Fresh up out the slammer, these lil niggas on some cocky shit Play me like a jit and you get hit up, you ain't stoppin' shit Tell me when to pull up, make the tre light in the lobby bitch Move bitch, get shot up in your face Niggas 'round me hate, tryna figure what I made Can't make it to my house if I dont buzz you at the gate Secure 'bout my gang, bitch I gotta play it safe Plenty racks off in the safe, shit Check it, you get make, bitch Five, that's my Blood batch, strictly FOL shit Quick, a shooter 12 shit, without the dope, young nigga rich Challenged at your own risk, I up and bust your dome bitch Ayy, damn this beat got bass Everything that's bad for me right here in my face I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank Been a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn What you think I do? I buy more drugs and drank Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think But don't come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank Lord, help me Lord. These kids Lord, they playing with all these guns and drugs, they remind me when I was young. See, in the 80s, we didn't play that shit. But we was crack babies. No Lord, I'm not no hypocrite, I'm just an old motherfucker, tryna save some shit. Lord, I ask my son "Why it is just thugs here, hanging away?" He looked at me and said "Pops, I'm staying dangerous." Help me Lord, I tried to tell him there are many ways to stay dangerous. Power is dangerous, knowledge is dangerous, having them dollars is dangerous. He just looked at me Lord and said "Pops, I'm talking dangerous." Aus Songtexte Mania