Lletres: Frenchie. Other. Ride.

It's alrite give me a chance when I'm in the club I never dance I'm gone ride till the wheels fall off it's one minute I'll fear is the lord look at my stance yo girl say I'm the man u kan tell I'm a thug the way I'm wearin my pants I'm on my grind but they automatic and I'm gone ride till they give me a casket yeah lord please save me momma say I'm goin crazy I'll lay u down like a baby workin a 9 to 5 that kant pay me aite u kan say the streets raised me I been doin this ever since I was a child daddy died when I was 2 wow there's sumthing for me to do now you seein u killin me how what a nigga posed to do when it's realest do and he got no cash they poured gasoline on his ass no food to work out his abs just found out his boy got blast from a rival gang on the ave no time to pray or hell be prey he gota get his gun out the stash I swear to god on my red bandana trunk full of yams on my way to atlanta pray for me cause if a nigga get cold they best believe they got a place fo me aite I ain't gone cry I'm a blow weed and make