One Two Buckle That Fool,He's Fucking With Me,If He's Fucking With You
Hillwood To My Bones,To My Chromozomes,Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone
Pushing Pencil Like A Stone(CrackRock) On A Saturday Night,I Choke On Ah Blunt From My Tow(Weed Sack) Like Im Grabbing The Mic (He Inhales And Exhales)
They Bought Me A Used Dirt Bike,A Year Later It Was Used To Serve White(Cocaine)
Ghetto Bird(A Plane That Check's The Inmates) On Top Of Uss,Fucked Up Officers,Mad Cause My Closet Full Of Guns & Nauticas,
Rocking Up Duckies,For Fiends And Jumbies,Got More Cheese Than Chuckies,And Get My Pussy From Uglies
I'ts All Lovely,Just Bought A Pitbull Puppy,That's Guaranteed To Make Me A Shit Full Of Money,
Man I Just Coudn't Study,In School I Was Nervous,So I Left I Cant Iven Write In Cursive.
What Do You See In My Hood,I See Gangstas Everywhere Everry wherrre
And Im Going Live,Liver Than The Rest,I Told My Mom While Im Lock Take It As A Test
Up In Carce West(Prison),Smokin On A Skinny Square Three More And I Bealive I Can Get Me There
Ill Be Home Soon I Promise That,I Be Trippin Cause Now They Say My Daughter Rap
7 Years Old (Im 8 Now Dad),They Say She Real Cold,She My Muthafuckin Life For Real Dow
Lord Knows That He Got Me Here For A Reason,What It Is I Dont Know But Yo Boy Breathin,
They Dint Kill Me So Now Them Putas Gotta Feel Me,I Been Slangin Since I Got Kicked Out Of Milby(High School)
Last Ten Years Been A Cold Jungle,In The Streets Sellin Dope To My Own Uncle
Born Thug They Gon Hate Me Till Im Bagged Up,Im My Casket Ill Probally Still Be Handcuffed.
I Come From The Slums,Southside Houston,Changed To Screwston,The Day Screwed Moved On
And I Miss Em,Wish I Could Hug And Kiss Em,He Was Asking For Help But No One Would Listened
Reminisim Acting Like A Fool At Roxy,Jealouse Niggaz Looking But Refuse To Box Me
I Dont Blame Em Dow,I Would Jump On Stage And Flow,And Holla Fuck The Police And The Radio
They Cant Stop Me,But Certainly Them Fucks Could Try,I Started Dope House Back When I Was Smoking Fry
In The Penn I Just Wish I Had One Made,I Swear To GOD Bitches Hate To See Uss Paid
Just Made Mix-Bread With Roastbeef,Got My Boy Pullin Meat Out His Gold Teeth
On The Mic I Destroy Any Earthaleen,My New Song Called Fucked Up In Burger King.
Words To Know From Song
I Never Heard This Word In The Streets,I Guess Is From Prison,I Heard Duckets In The Streets Which Means Money But Duckies I Dont Know About That
This Word I Never Heard This Word In The Streets Neither So Im Also Guessin Is From Prison,Now I Know A Lot Of People Think Is Junkies But Is Not If You Listen Very Close Is Says Jumbies