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I woke up early in the mornin still yawnin hit the skiit and its on then I walk my ass out to my car bout to hit the bar but I didn't get far (why not) I seen a nigga that I don't like (why) cuz he was fucking with me last night what I'm bout to do is bust a u-ie cuz I'm wet roll up on his bitch ass and blast him with my tech and keep rollin take ecstasy I'm still rollin I got to the bar and I go in give me a double shot of hennessy the nigga at the end of the bar mean muggin me seems I was sittin next to his biatch now he gonna try and start some sheit. wrong nigga wrong time wrong state of mind Now you gonna seem some slugs flyin mommas cryin niggas dien babies whining eclipse empty out 3 clips of funk up in the bar might as well take the money go to my car Letras de cancionesand keep rollin rollin rollin I'm still rollin mac ten tech nine mac 11 i don't know what one to choose ill spray you away bout to have a bad day a nigga cant loose toke out smoked out hella wet think a nigga smoke some crack somebody please tell me when they started putting steering wheels in the back of Cadillacs substance got some niggas mothas seein how past lost do i wanna go kill these niggas or should I just kill and jack off decisions got me confused and now my minds torn either way i better make a move cuz a nigga wanna be home for the Osborn's on my cellular bout to call a bitch but I'm hella geeked come to think about it my cell phones been disconnected since last week. i done did it this time i fucked around and went to far I coulda swore I seen a motha fuckin teletubby drivin a cop car way past my limit ain't been fucked up like this in a minute went to the pack popped trunk there's a car seat with my baby still in it some days fucked out my way cuz I'm havin a bad year matter fact fuck this rap crew pass me a warm beer. I drink liquor like a wino always smokin dope i pray i don't od og super loc my pistol smoke like a Newport i mean more to life than crow catch you in my ripped up trench coat man its cold and rainy but i ain't even complain wanna see me release some anger ill bust a cap in your Ania' give yo momma some fat meat greezy its the strangest i am dangerous i m the big bad wolf l little red riding hood I'm always up to no good nigga i kicks it my hood nigga where you at nigga where you at i rolls with a chain gain bitch on the back of my Harley while i change lanes sippin on a fifth of vodka mixed with antifreeze (Thanks to faith for these lyrics) From Letras Mania