And up to the door If you drag that river All the way to the sea That's where my baby might be My baby might be
about you) With her hand on my leg, she kissed me on my neck I said baby chill, this is too much disrespect If C walked in, he be a mad mothafucker And
like a bum Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own Nigga, you supposed to be grown I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be But
fair that I should knock on wood Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck petty I'll take out my
my record at the radio station Feel the sensation, I put it right there They be like Luda, I be like yea! You like it like that, dontchya baby? The
neck of the woods I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign neighborhood Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my
woods Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
purple in my cup, that mean I'm leanin' tough I got them haters on my back, so I be strapped up I'm in a league of my own while them haters throw stones But my
'm on my rifle day, nigga Times is roughing, Timberland cuffing One knee up, G up, all the re-up Hope we can pull it back, my throat my only weapon, blow
to the city You might catch me drunk in the pub Or either crunk in the club Whether you like it or not Don't matter where I hang People love my twang
-hop you saved my life His man called said, ?Ya time might be now? They played your freestyle over ?Wipe Me Down? They played it two times say it might be
life like a bum Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own Nigga, you supposed to be grown I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
only fair that I should knock on wood 'Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pretty I'll take out my
my garden one night! He was robbing me, Raping me, Rooting through my rutabaga, Raiding my arugula and Ripping up my rampion (My champion! My favorite
mess with me bone And he gettin' on my nerves, I'm 'bout to go in his home Bitch, my brother aint no hoe Bitch, my mother ain't no hoe Bitch, my father