Hemp Museum I'm seeing 'stangs in the game of the young stages But I'm a hog like the pig on momma day Porked out today was a good day A baby Freaknik
right You content with moving units, I'm faced with a worse plight To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy Yeah you special in your click
's time to win it, I see you behind the finish If you get there quit there, got ya swisha lit playa Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Changin' Click
minute Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind the finish If you get there quit there, got ya swisha lit playa Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Changin' Click
good idea, i write it down at my diary before it puts off in my head. And you know what've come to me? The other day, that all the really knock-out
spookin' It's cool, fuck the day dog Check this out You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at
In my hood gotta slang, gotta bang Was the knowledge I (unverified) to the left side Went under [unverified] walkin' Well, hangin' on the curb puffing herb Straight hustlin' night and day
to Look up to, that fell the fuck off And now they doing all that R'n'B sh You mean Rhthym and Blues? No, rappin' bullsh Connection A, click, what?
the only one alive to tell And if I'm goin to hell, at least my life is enriched By keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as click Chorus And
me, Fraiser Drive is where I stay Won't you come on down my way, I hope that you ain't afraid You won't even need the numbers 'cause we posted every day
to be wet To rhymealinda I remember umm, when we first met In eighty-two back in school used to play up all the fools Sometimes you'd be my number fives
Sun is shining, birds do sing This, sir, is no day to go" Up and out the door CHORUS: I've had a life that's full Everyone's been good to me So fire
be in B K, with Fab on the freeway Lincoln continental and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ like its my b day, force power Under my hood like its
's right about now, we showing who we is The best of our abilities, a showcase of energy Tucked into your memories for centuries and centuries Only a buck forty five
resurrect the dead) Understand, I watched you go through a lot of trials and tribulations But you know something, like I used to always tell you baby A good listener's a good
Hey yo, Spice, what's goin' on, man? I see five-O over there, is that five-O? Same muthafuckas that beat my partner down last week But I ain't trippin
I get on my way That honestly, and I?m not having you on I reckon on day you could play the piano as good as Elton John The cops are still mingling
Houston But ain't no stopping Bam, I'ma keep my ego to boosting Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me, and bitches that jock I got killas in my click