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m moving on to get away from all this pain [Chorus] I feel (I feel) Better than I felt before (so much better) Cause there's no more drama knocking at my door
doin' dirt to the wrong people It's the family affair, I'm here With all of me, I'm'll deal with this one accordingly Got the locations, sittin' in the console pacin' Get
get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
charge Ain't nothing gonna change Ain't nothing gonna change Ain't nothing gonna change Ain't shit changing but diapers on babies Get higher than the background singers singing, singing Okay singing Some people
? change the game LA all day They cant ya boy I get money Ya m*f*'s aint ready [CHORUS] (Fergie) Just walked thru the door what's it gonna be, I can't get
used to sit up on the porch And talk about when we get older now we up against the ropes Yeah, they kickin' niggas door down 'cause it ain't no dope
to 'em, half the time I'm not It ain't nothin' new though learned it from off the block People think I changed much 'cuz I'm livin' good Now they get
I could go But mom said I'd have to ask my daddy I met him at the front door, so afraid that he'd say no But he smiled and said, "Let mama get you ready
believe it went a little somethin' like this: DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get '
's give this nigga a job Is you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob We can spar, but you gon' drop, drop I'm a bomb, ready for
where will our children go When there's no place safe where they can go? And trouble may come and some time You'll get pulled over by one time And when
Copper lettin' the lead off Copper thought that he had me caught Little Layzie blew his head off get him up, and get up The bullets they start to get
said it'd be like this But nigga I'm ready for anything Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch About precision timing and vision, get up
children go When there's no place safe where they can go [Bizzy Bone] And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one-time And when
