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Roll me a cigarette dog!<br />They got me feelin crazier than a motha fucka.<br />I got bad ass in this motha fucka.<br /><br />Puffin on a lie<br />Hopin that it gets me high.<br />(Makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.)<br />They got a nigga goin crazy.<br />(Bad ass representin the LBC)<br />(What cha wanna do. You know how we do.<br /><br />Time goes by.<br />Puffin on a lie<br />Hopin that it gets me high.<br />They got a nigga goin crazy.<br /><br />Feelin crazy.<br />(Tell em bout it.)<br /><br />Last year was a hard one<br />But life goes on.<br />Bumpin' my head against the wall.<br />Learnin' right from wrong.<br />They say my ghetto intrumental,<br />Detrimental to kids.<br />As if they can't see the misery in which they live.<br />Blame me for the outcome, ban my records.<br />Check it. Don't have to bump this but please respect it.<br />I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us.<br />Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded.<br />Hennessy got me feelin bad. Time to stop drinkin.<br />Rollin in my drop top Jag.<br />What's that cops thinkin?<br />Sittin in my car watch the stars and smoke.<br />I came along way but still I got so far to go.<br />Dear mama, don't worry. I'm a watch for snakes.<br />Tell Set that I love her. But it's hard today.<br />I got the letter that she sent me and I cryed for weeks.<br />This one came out when I tryed to speak.<br />All I heard was:<br /><br />Chorus repeats<br /><br />1,2,3,4.<br />I see blodds and crips runnin up the hill.<br />Lookin for a better way.<br />My brothas and sistas it's time to bail<br />Cuz even thug niggas pray.<br />Hopin God hear me.<br />I entered the game. Look how much I change.<br />I'm no longer innocent. Casualties of fame.<br />Made alot of money, seen alot of places.<br />And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face<br />When I gave her the keys to her own house.<br />This your land. Your only son done became a man.<br />Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die.<br />But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly.<br />June 1-6 7-1<br />The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid."<br />No one can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from my family.<br />Now packin heat. I run the streets. A young runnaway.<br />Live for the day when ya die I could hear ya say.<br /><br />Chorus repeats.<br /><br />God help me out here, cuz I'm posessed.<br />I need the root of all evil for my stress.<br />Cuz now it's like a stong prescription drug.<br />It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it's inflicted.<br />Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents head.<br />Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. It spreads.<br />It's epidemic. Forgotten, forgotten it got worse.<br />I keep my head on straight, makin money cuz it's cursed.<br />Makin money makes a difference day by day<br />So I gotta stay paid, no doubt. Day in and day out.<br />This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live.<br />No matter how hard you try, it's in death.<br />You gotta die.<br />Bottom line: peers didn't make it to the years to come.<br />Dear life doin right or dear life leavin dumb.<br />Who has the answers? I wonder. I turn to my elders,<br />They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya.<br />Or tell me there'll be light at the end of the road<br />Cuz they don't even know.<br />A million thangs run through my mind.<br />You ain't gotta be in jail or be doin time.<br /><br />Chorus repeats<br /><br />Feelin fucked up in this bitch.<br />Smoke half a ounce to the head.<br />Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit.<br />I'm fucked up in this motha fucka.<br />And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help.<br />Thug passion in this motha fucka.<br />Makaveli the don puttin it down to the fullest.<br />Maximum overload. 3 day theory.<br />Killuminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty.<br />Doublized slugs. No love. Straight thugs.<br />One time for my niggas in the jail cell.<br />(One time for my niggas locked up.)<br />One time for my niggas doin life in hell.<br />One time for my niggas on Death Row.<br />(For my niggas on Death Row. Weat side. California syle. L.A.)<br />One time for my niggas livin broke.<br />(You know what time it is. No doubt. Get high. Puffin on lye.<br />Wonder if it get me high. Yeah. Crazy.
Letra nueva de la canción
Roll me a cigarette dog!<br />They got me feelin crazier than a motha fucka.<br />I got bad ass in this motha fucka.<br /><br />Puffin on a lie<br />Hopin that it gets me high.<br />(Makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.)<br />They got a nigga goin crazy.<br />(Bad ass representin the LBC)<br />(What cha wanna do. You know how we do.<br /><br />Time goes by.<br />Puffin on a lie<br />Hopin that it gets me high.<br />They got a nigga goin crazy.<br /><br />Feelin crazy.<br />(Tell em bout it.)<br /><br />Last year was a hard one<br />But life goes on.<br />Bumpin' my head against the wall.<br />Learnin' right from wrong.<br />They say my ghetto intrumental,<br />Detrimental to kids.<br />As if they can't see the misery in which they live.<br />Blame me for the outcome, ban my records.<br />Check it. Don't have to bump this but please respect it.<br />I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us.<br />Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded.<br />Hennessy got me feelin bad. Time to stop drinkin.<br />Rollin in my drop top Jag.<br />What's that cops thinkin?<br />Sittin in my car watch the stars and smoke.<br />I came along way but still I got so far to go.<br />Dear mama, don't worry. I'm a watch for snakes.<br />Tell Set that I love her. But it's hard today.<br />I got the letter that she sent me and I cryed for weeks.<br />This one came out when I tryed to speak.<br />All I heard was:<br /><br />Chorus repeats<br /><br />1,2,3,4.<br />I see blodds and crips runnin up the hill.<br />Lookin for a better way.<br />My brothas and sistas it's time to bail<br />Cuz even thug niggas pray.<br />Hopin God hear me.<br />I entered the game. Look how much I change.<br />I'm no longer innocent. Casualties of fame.<br />Made alot of money, seen alot of places.<br />And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face<br />When I gave her the keys to her own house.<br />This your land. Your only son done became a man.<br />Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die.<br />But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly.<br />June 1-6 7-1<br />The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid."<br />No one can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from my family.<br />Now packin heat. I run the streets. A young runnaway.<br />Live for the day when ya die I could hear ya say.<br /><br />Chorus repeats.<br /><br />God help me out here, cuz I'm posessed.<br />I need the root of all evil for my stress.<br />Cuz now it's like a stong prescription drug.<br />It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it's inflicted.<br />Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents head.<br />Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. It spreads.<br />It's epidemic. Forgotten, forgotten it got worse.<br />I keep my head on straight, makin money cuz it's cursed.<br />Makin money makes a difference day by day<br />So I gotta stay paid, no doubt. Day in and day out.<br />This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live.<br />No matter how hard you try, it's in death.<br />You gotta die.<br />Bottom line: peers didn't make it to the years to come.<br />Dear life doin right or dear life leavin dumb.<br />Who has the answers? I wonder. I turn to my elders,<br />They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya.<br />Or tell me there'll be light at the end of the road<br />Cuz they don't even know.<br />A million thangs run through my mind.<br />You ain't gotta be in jail or be doin time.<br /><br />Chorus repeats<br /><br />Feelin fucked up in this bitch.<br />Smoke half a ounce to the head.<br />Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit.<br />I'm fucked up in this motha fucka.<br />And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help.<br />Thug passion in this motha fucka.<br />Makaveli the don puttin it down to the fullest.<br />Maximum overload. 3 day theory.<br />Killuminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty.<br />Doublized slugs. No love. Straight thugs.<br />One time for my niggas in the jail cell.<br />(One time for my niggas locked up.)<br />One time for my niggas doin life in hell.<br />One time for my niggas on Death Row.<br />(For my niggas on Death Row. Weat side. California syle. L.A.)<br />One time for my niggas livin broke.<br />(You know what time it is. No doubt. Get high. Puffin on lye.<br />Wonder if it get me high. Yeah. Crazy.
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