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I'm down and out, bitch (Skeeo, you crazy) I'm down and out, nigga Well, nah, I ain't down and out These niggas wan' see me down and out Bitch-ass nigga, he gotta, he gotta do better (Yeah) Tell them niggas get at me, slime (D-Roc) Could get a hundred years from all these fuckin' murders I need a hundred mill' before my life start turnin' 'Fore it's over, chopper hang around my shoulders like a nigga from Magnolia From Baton Rouge, but in the East with plenty heat, I'm tryna fold 'em Yeah, any nigga, bitch, I'm a Demon, not a gremlin, tryna send shit through the ceilin' Catch me in that foreign, I'm peelin' (Skrrt, gone) I am not wrong, do anything to make it home Run to a boy, I'm probably gone High on Demon time Phat Black up in jail, he bangin' green while on the line Thuggin' Blood, that's who is I Gettin' dirty in this bitch, but fly than a motherfucker Straight from out that North, ain't have no choice but hustle, watch my mama struggle You can try to take her child and slime gon' put you under With my baby, nigga, talkin' to myself, might think I'm crazy They can down me, it don't phase me 'cause this life I live amazin' It come with jail time and plenty niggas dyin', but gave me millions, nigga 38 my sign, the hood where I reside, ain't gotta feel me, nigga 'Cause I don't fuck with y'all, know I'll bust at y'all SongtexteI'm sittin' here waitin' for Ddawg to call, with Nick, he smokin' loud Don't go to clubs, but I can bring the crowd I bring them hitters out, my youngin buckin' wit' his ski mask out He gon' make that chopper sound, don't make him hit at you Xanax, probably be on two Gravediggers inside this coupe, you can eat me, tell this bitch don't chew Tell your friend fuck with my crew Rep' off shit, that's what I do, don't tell me shit, I don't know you One talk with my mama, nigga, she told me for to pop 'em too Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say Shootin' at the right niggas, still'll swing the wrong way Just make sure that you ain't out there 'cause you might be who die today Tryna step on all these niggas and gon' take it to my grave I'm a dead man, that what they say, I know it I'm overdue, don't pick and choose, I talk my shit, to show it That be my Five, he caught one body, tryna make him go for it Ain't met your noggin with that chopper, why I'm movin' forward? That murder shit, I'm forward Know I might die, but I don't trip That money on galore Tell my oldest son, drive the ship And tell my bro, "The pussy bitch that whack me, you go finish him" I'm gon' be bobbin' in my casket with some diamonds head to limb, yeah I gave that bitch that bag, now she broke, she sad, yeah Bitch, let me see my daughter 'fore your boyfriend smashed Told my grandpa, "I ain't do that shit, man, all them people lyin' on me If I did, I still wouldn't tell ya, but right now, I'm bein' G" They know I don't even speak, them niggas crossed the line with me And now they gotta step on us, if not, they all gon' feel the heat I eat, I say amazin' grace, I pray to Lord my soul to keep On side my bed, I pray with beads, free BaBa, that's apart of me Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say Shootin' at the right niggas, still'll swing the wrong way Just make sure that you ain't out there 'cause you might be who die today Tryna step on all these niggas and gon' take it to my grave Hold on, slimes go where I go and they do what I say Shootin' at the right niggas, still'll swing the wrong way Just make sure that you ain't out there 'cause you might be who die today Tryna step on all these niggas and gon' take it to my grave (D-Roc) (Skeeo, you crazy) Aus Songtexte Mania