wanna yaknahmsayin' I'm read to wear it out or whatever The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit? I mean
clean up your understandings and open your gate do it now - or it could be too late 'cause the world you live in is bigger than you choose one of these
through To this side Where all colors are red Nothing to fight Nothing to fear This is the better way So throw all the mean Thoughts away Throw all the mean
spilt a drink on my cream wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate
a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate,
to wear it out or whatever (kssss) The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her! (*laughing*) Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit? I mean I might
swallow (uh-huh) Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain
Nigga like me, I'm bout knocking out teeth Know I'm saying, I'll loose your grill A nigga coming down, in the Coupe Deville Looking gravy, looking real throwed
Verse 17: E-40] The Bay Area, f**kers we proper Open you up if you got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make
blood [Verse 17: E-40] The Bay Area, f**kers we proper Open you up if you got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of
a drink on my cream wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate
me forsaken Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates
Me and I Yeah, we're going your way Summer trumpets and open the gates No angels there to greet me They can't breathe and they won't see me And I'll
Caminos from one ol' vato The big bad Cali fast land where it's sango weed Smoke the grass and I don't mean the lawn I mean the bomb chron', only the
it The candys back the city never [?] [?] take a nap Wanna hit the block [?] dreaming to get away [?] Yelawolf go get the whip I go this Open the gate