To End Here We Go Again Now I Can See Why My Friendz Keep Tellin Me I'm Better Of On My Own Wahhh You Sayin It's Over! Over! Over! Over! Over! Over!
packin' Greet you, nice to meet you Then we beat you as we slowly defeat you See ya, nice to know ya Overthrow ya, then that's it, Game Over [Remedy]
my bitches 13?s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday And Friday I aint lying, King Of Diamonds I'm in heaven Red Bone pussy poppin' on my black and red
with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was over for me homie, did you fall for that? You turn rigor red
to God I won't, loyalty is all I know before I leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know [Birdman] Yeah, red ribbon duckin fast til we
mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow heads She push the fo' red, she know Feds, Feds know her" A code red, maybe
low) 'Cause when the storm is over There'll be a fire in the sky (And it will be my rainbow) Now I see through the hurricane's eye As the water rushes over
no other like my kind Code murder one, code murder one Code murder one, code murder one Murder them mo Code murder one, code murder one Code murder one, code
if that shit fail Drop weight like an anchor than you set sail Hell freeze over like the watch I put the sleeve over Engine double scream when I turn the key over
'm overlaid, all my girls get overf-cked All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed Finally Famous bitch, there aint a f-cking thing thats over
for perfection while you feeling bound by this matrix That's why when it comes to protecting mine I'm a brother you can call over zealous And I lust
I've been around this globe and back enough to know the fact Who loves me and who loves me not We be shit?s so hot, you could put it in red tops And
good They actin' like I changed, like I went Hollywood Like I don't keep it street, like I ain't got the heat Like I ain't homicide all over the beat
you star hoes, my hoes run out Department stores with alarms and bar codes on Think you catchin' me and my bitch? You dead wrong I'm over here prepared
red (Put him in a yokes snap his neck) Mr. M.E.F (The bigheads is at it again) Bone shattering, beat battering me Scattering like roaches Blessin with the over
labeled Cheech and Chong The Jimi Hendrix of rap, I got an afro and bandanna Then I rock jams like Santana, I move MC's like niggaz Move keys uptown, red
in a cup Amerikkka's Most Wanted, police pin it up, [Incomprehensible] Thug passion brotha what, bloatin' gettin' a girl pregnant Off a finger aah, doc da code
and bean's trumped up Witcha town under seige, dillinger in the sleave If my gun jam, you niggas squeeze on me You niggas them cats got the code-d's on
