better way To lose my mind Said, listenin' to these sad, sad songs Mixin' memories with old forgotten wine There's got to be a better way To lose my mind There's got to be a better
Tradução: Little Texas. Better Way.
my enterprise? Bitch you better go think twice And open up your mutherfucking eyes These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay Everyday stormin your way You better
s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If you keep actin' this way You're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play You better hurry up Cause every
really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If you keep actin' this way You're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play You better hurry up Cause every
actin' this way You're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play You better hurry up Cause every time I come around Crews run around your way I see
got a little bit older and I realized, she was the crazy one But there was nothin I could do or say to try to change it cause that's just the way she
that to number one Had a hundred ones, I bought a slab flipped another one Sold my little three-eighty east, and said I need another gun The littlest
started to change it was a couple of thangs, little syrup, little pills instead of routing out on the road you'd rather chill I know the way the pleasure
done came down Main and popped trunk; Hit the switch on my candy toy. We all young ghetto boyz, That's why we act this way. Tryin' to see a million dollars
the fuck is up? Step wrong nigga and I'll take ya fuckin nuts! Got mo' dope than a pharmacy ho Got a job for the city bitch I'm shovelin snow South Texas
test my enterprise? Bitch you better go think twice and open up your motherfucking eyes These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay Everyday stormin' your way you better
you a thug, you better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gansta, let your gun smoke. Krayzie: Took a trip out to Texas and
Locc, we gots some bitches at the Mariott Straight sellin' with my Texas G Stayin' sucka free as I L-O-C It's Friday night You motherfuckers better
actin' this way you're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play you better hurry up 'Cause every time I come around crews run around your way I