cost! It's not who's right or wrong The problem's deeper than that I know you don't feel the same way I do But let's try to work it out! You want to
music to blame? Who owns my heart? Is it love or is it art? 'Cause the way you got your body moving It's got me confused, and I can't tell if it's the
't no feelin' left, it's just the killin' Oh! Just grab my gun and let's go out Just grab my gun and let's go out It ain't no room for love, it's just
suckas wanna see me caged up That chapter's over, pass the mic, and set the stage up Throw yo' A's up, tell my P.O. I don't blaze up, Pee Wee fire the
mix Wasn't taught shit stressed out supportin' your bitch Let the eyes shine, easing my mind with white wine It's your lifeline, sqeezing my nine the right time 'K
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so
with these rhymes I write Goatee metal rap, please say goodnight And here's a little something that you might not like My DJ's name is Mix Master Mike It's
my shirt, I got a life I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry I shedded my last tear
won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what Bone niggas fin to do a
I won't hesitate to kill you Wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga, what? Bone niggas fin to do
thats what O.G. told me. My ghetto my ghetto, if you make it to see 25 nigga you a O.G. My ghetto my ghetto, hoes lie
with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that fits snow Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes
, it's my block with my rocks Fuck that hip-hop, them one-two's and you don't stops Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cee's advance Bought ten bricks
My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that fits snow Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with
choke me Sliced they throat look in my eyes now slowly Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen
*(Yukmouth talking)* Hennessy! (Hindu) Pass it! (Ahhh) It's yo life. It's yo life. It's yo life. Ballin, hit the scene. Chorus *(Luniz, Dru
