文本歌词

Where's my G's at sippin Mickey's and wearing Dickies
Throwin up your set with a neck full of hickies
No I'm not Ricky but I live la vida loca
Buckin down you socas that be talkin out your bocas
Mota for the smokers coka for the nose
Peace to all my *s that be talkin s**t to h*es
Clothes always creased screamin out f**k peace
N***a I'm from the streets where the devil never sleeps
Deep into the bangin started slangin tryin to make it
Run up on my s**t you got to murder me to take it
Never tried to fake tried to make it the way I can
Cause man made the money money never made the man
Listen to the whistle keep your fingers on the pistol
F**kin wit that crystal makes a mothaf**ka dismissed
Every thing you love and every thing done
Don't mean a f**kin thing when a mothaf**kas spun
Leave it alone you're f**kin up holmes
You're doin em wrong You're doin em wrong
You're doin em wrong for all the wrong reasons
You got a Karma with all the four seasons
Any ways just another day but I'm livin
Givin it all I got for my mothaf**kin Tot
Hustlin my s**t makin sure it's in your spot
Bumpin down your block hear it every where you walk
Hocus Pokus I was faded when I wrote this
PCP smokers bangin who the lokest
Bury you I'm darin you see if I put scare in you
No air in you left when I done leave you hung
Tattos and hair nets youngsters and vets
Throwin up their sets screamin out f**ked the rest
Let the dogs loose gettin faded off the juice
I'm fightin to get rich while you're fightin over a b***h
Mothaf**k you both I'm stickin to my oath
Terrorfy you b***hes when you hear about my riches
It's not about my salary it's all about reality
I'm tryin to feed my family so why f**k you mad at me
Yeah this is to all you back stabbing b***hes
All you two faced hipocrits
You mothaf**kin haters out there
You know who you are
You got some karma for that a*s
Karma for all the four seasons
Gone