yo jay what up this is dedicated to the
niggas that was down from day one
dead man dead man walking
we got a dead man walking here jesus
please what is he yelling about
oh you might want to reconsider
getting in the cell with this guy
He's enormous.
Can't be bigger than you.
You might want to reconsider getting
in the cell with this guy.
He's enormous.
my mind made up,
and goddammit we blow
Fuck puffin' that college ho,
sippin' overtone
I got my mind made up,
and goddammit we blow
Y 'all can't touch me now,
y 'all can't fuck with me now
Yeah, I'm up in y 'all house,
huh, with a dick in your mouth
What you know about doin' these
numbers when you come out?
Fuckin' y 'all bitch -ass nig
gas with no grease
Ain't scared of cops,
we pay in' the police
Fuck what her son been sayin' about me,
I'm only bein' what I was born to be
A superstar on the
death row label like
Hamid
Thanks,
Yug, for nigga understandin' me
Puttin'
B .D. in a position for
B .D. to breathe
Settin' your motherfuckin'
homeboy free
Holla at me, dawg,
regardless right or wrong
Ain't nothin' but a call away,
hit me on the horn
I'll be there to settle the score
This
Carolina nigga right here rise for ya
Buck bumpin' that
Galli roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
and goddammit we blowed
Bump bumpin' that mileage ho,
sippin' over drones
I got my mind made up,
and goddammit we blowed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, left my
Escalade down there
Came out here,
jumped up in a new black
Benz
Way out here,
got me a few more friends
Brother -in neck bone,
what the business here?
Still trill, still got a house at the crib
Still on the house I growed up in
Still kickin' with my folks and them
Every time I'm here, cool,
I'm just real adept
It's so ill at how I feel myself
And I ain't arrogant at all, dawg
Naw, I just know I'm blessed
Fuck all that bullshit,
y 'all, I don't stress
I just sit back, re lax,
and give me that right there
Whatever that right there is,
that right there
Therefore, no questions asked
Nigga, I'm grown, been grown,
been on my own
Since I was young, thirteen years old
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
and goddammit we blow
Fuck bumpin' that garage roll,
sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up,
and goddammit we blow
Yeah I changed up,
shit y changed up
What y 'all changed for,
had that change up
Coppin' me a barrel of buck, hit the yard
Go battle it up , monster truck,
mashin' on all y 'all turf
If you don't wanna get trucked,
nothin' back to fuck
Keep your hands off shit
don't be long to ya
Keep your mouth out of shit before
you get fucked up
Keep your man out of here
before your man get touched
It ain't sugar,
you got to worry about him hittin' a muff
He on parole, hit or roll this road
The mean sticks got a ways to go
Puff, puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
And goddammit we blow
Puff, in that garage roll
Sippin' on
Patron
I got my mind made up
And goddammit we blow
Thanks watching