How could you cross your fine line? A silly driver, kinda off the wall You keep it cool when it's t-t-tight Eyes wide open when you start to fall You
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bomb in the club Fresh off of the crash Freshen up tail like an old mouse trap Tell me what it is, how the 88 sound I'm gonna take you to my crib for a lil' night
Aha, yeah, yeah In a world of, larger moves, new cars to cruise Sometimes I make the news, falsely accused I gotta shake the spot when the stakes is high
Love to see a nigga stop breathing I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs? Here's your eulogy, meet you at the crossroads, 'night bone
moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine All the homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday night
jobs and jewels, quick to flex with tools Pimpin' hoes on the block Checkin' cash non stop Crack spots, armor with interior bars No lie, I used to own 'bout 15 cars
muthafuckin' hiddouse Check the technique, nigga Representin' for my real niggas out there Fuck all you buster-ass niggas, word Saturday night in L.
lights) Cop lights, flash lights, spot lights Strobe lights, street lights (All of the lights, all of the lights) Fast life, drug life Thug life, Roc life Every night
hot, that's how Mase screwed up Throwin' shit around, the whole place screwed up Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us I hit the Jamaican spot
knee I ducked, could it be my time is up But my luck, I got up, the cop **** again Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken Richochetin' between the spots
, no semi ho, hemi Bankrolls, no gimmicks, drop Rolls, no Emmys Street cred, no blemish, credit card, no limit You want Bankhead a spot to drop heads,
headin' downtown 'Cause tonight's the night Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face So a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight Stole two cars,
'm pullin' hundreds and smashin' cocks Knockin' these broads up out they socks I'm in the hood like wig shops, look close, I ain't hard to spot I'm right there at that gamblin' spot
you roll that blunt and get me fucked up Fucked upall nightall night Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and get me fucked up Fucked upall nightall night
they get your numbers Then want to shout you See you gettin' money Now they want the guns to come out you We see we all be havin' dreams about them cars
When night falls, that's when it all begins Be prepared, we can allow no loose ends I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm, they
City of Dope, I call it Oak Can?t be broke, selling coke Fat ropes, shattered hopes Fresh cars and all that dope Baseheads keep the trade alive Nobody
