day'll be like a holiday I put you in the front seat of my car An' roll you 'round town like a superstar Recline your seat an' turn up the beat Number one with a bullet
But if you think I'm loved for savin' you Say goodnight to the bad guy Whoever said to us Now maybe you can buy yourself One of them first class tickets
if they used us 'Cause if they used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we
that took yo leather They right there, but you scared that they gon bust Cause they crazy, but crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the
Earl, whassup Mayne? It's yo' potnah Short Dawg You know we come a long way baby From the ground up Oh they love the way us players ball No doubt, that
y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard Pull it hard, Doogie Howser pullin' bullets out your jaw Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket You
me. 'Cos if Shystie is on battlin' me She's ready to see, R.O. is old school Like bullet-hole jeans (whew) - when de bullet goes in I used to shop work
lights had a much brighter glow One cowboy mentioned the town of El Paso They never stopped dancin' and money like whiskey would flow She bought one way a ticket
(Let me [Incomprehensible] the way) Choose one, choose one Choose one, choose one 1 2 3 4, hit it (Let me [Incomprehensible] the way) Choose one, choose one Choose one, choose one
of where ya money goes? Do you let the media deceive your mind? Is this a truth that nobody knows? Some one tell me Oh, let?s not cry tonight I promise you one
? You never heard a murder take it for example Unsolved mystery life lost in a funk sample Enter the bandwagons braggin' hangin' banners Clearin' the way
my partner, in my impala Poppin' on collars, tossin up dollars A truck on the side of us but who wanna fuck with us Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna smoke with us
They hate the way I bust, hate the way I strut They wanna take my stuff, kill a nigga to make a buck They even hate the way I fuck 'cause I fuck they
' my clip A pop-pop-pop bang, chicka bang bang bang That's my statement as I let the bullets rain We are the Killaz that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof
if you think I'm loved for saving you Say goodnight to the bad guy [Pain In Da Ass] Whoever said to us Now maybe you can buy yourself one of them first class tickets
shaw, And King Boulevard Pull It Hard, Doogie Howser Pullin Bullets Out Your Jaw Turn Your Round Trip Into A One-Way Ticket You Can Visit, But You Can
killin other brothers I thought the idea was to love one another? Open up the paper to one more death If y'all keep this up then there'll be no one left