when you step do you step to the beat of your own drum? Now when you step do you step with the king who is awesome? Now when you step do you step...are
On Deck Hell Squad On Deck Hey hey do you wanna be famous Everywhere you go, people know what your name is Everyone you know, tryin' to tell you you
you in awe When we're coming up, when we're coming up We gonna tear it down You can't stop us now You can't shut us down You can't top the sound Better
But baby you, you make me better. You make me better. You make me better. You make me better. You make me better. You make me better. You make me better. You
road Watch your step they're right behind you Better move without a sound Damn the day they're gonna find you Grind you to the ground And the knife
ho-o-ood [Chorus] You smokin', who got the flame? Gettin high as them Chevy doors when I'm rolling up paper planes I'm just sayin', wipe ya feet off before you step
you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame Your mind's lost, you are not ready to make that flame switch You will end up in the same situation, same shit
like earl manson you can die where you stand or you can die with your man i'll let you jog for about 30 seconds then you gunned down [chorus 2x] you
the ho-o-ood [Chorus] You smokin', who got the flame? Gettin high as them Chevy doors when I'm rolling up paper planes I'm just sayin', wipe ya feet off before you step
across the flame and burn yourself away As my throat's swollen when you're dead How can you continue to lie to yourself? As I glance back at you You
mind couldn't find a place to rest until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last Be
See it's cool to shoot a nigga but they hate it when we pop the cops That's when they gettin' petrol You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow
my trues wanna get drunk They pump bone, so leave 'em alone You don't wanna get shut down Thug runnin the nine-quad, and you better beleive they be
my bitches Give you something that'll split you up And leave you with stitches Looking pathetic, I hit y'all niggas with the kinetic Make you respect it, and beat you
and keep the blau on your hip Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit But when I get