It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with some weed passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies, G's, ain't nothin' It ain't to explain
Came in the game a few dollars, I left the game with a few mill' That's the way I woulda from this rap game fo' real Get a distribution deal, brush up of this dirty scrill Live up on the hill, like E-40 Fonzariggadale end of my
Showin' some love to all of my thugs, all of my incarcerated Liftin' waterbacks and drinkin' mud, walkin' the yard with elbow up grains crushed up, big A and little A My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya you touch down
Man I'm doin' alright, I your call the other day But I got yo' kite, you my cousin Such and such done, got on the pipe They took her down the night for tryin' to steal a bike Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I can't wait 'til get home
Man so many funny style ass negroes on this earth The real gone, hoe shit, lead to mo' shit Gats is cheap, man, no mo' money left out here Man I'm one of the last of the
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for some I want me a girl Every motherfucker some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It ain't hard to My pop this off the world, keep stackin
Uhh, I ain't tryin' to be landin' in a For whatever it's worth, I'ma get off Better him than me though, I got down on fools befo' Come with the package, 'specially when you're out there pitchin'
I wear these glasses to look like a nerd, square off Urkel Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta it down like turtles Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' and hurdles somethin' 'bout my circle
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many Just and Aries, like right now, I'm in the local booth, whassup slugger? Hey, Pimp Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa
You got some tweak? Nope, I it to the fingernails The fingernails? Yeah, 'cuz o, the Man, I'm so high now that I can barely even spell Barely On the real pimpin', I can't tell Pimpin', you I, yeah, mayn I'm drunk as hell
It's the end of the lookin' for some satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
It's about a quarter nine, I know, I opened up A verse with that line before, but I'ma say it one mo' I think I drunk too wine got a Motrin? I feel like my head's explodin'
Wakin' up in the mornin', squeezin' and fartin' and a joint to the dome and Talkin' on my out phone and to my breakin' broad that ain't knowin' To my mistress broad be hoein', my mistress broad, hoein'
In lieu of my pregnant broad that's showin', glarin' and Ready to drop the explode, sittin' on the porch, lightin' a torch Puffin' on a clove, in and out of church, and forth Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on that turf, sellin' Nerf
That soft, white, road, dolla danglin' for danglin' gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The park in the game rainin', off there drinkin' and thinkin' Chokin' and and flamin', barely maintainin' Hopin' and wishin' and dreamin', the Lord'll let me into his
It's the end of the Everybody's for some satisfaction I just me a girl motherfucker with some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my homies chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for some I just me a girl Every motherfucker with some start passin'
It's the end of the All my homies chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, stackin