,i remember back in tha day,wit aches in bones,when nigga was ridin in the city truck just to get to the dough,but we the best in this town,we try to
green I tried ever door to ever store in town But my luck had run down It seemed nobody 'round Dallas could recognize The class I'd brought to town
la lie Even god's little creatures, they have to die Our little town fell into a state of shock A lot of people were saying things that made little sense Then the next thing
ass locked up And serving fiends is an everyday life thing And from the cells chilling trying to have a nice day And for this 420 Eastex life thing I
through before the door lock Don't be afraid just the things some do Unbelievable, but still the illest things come true Felt ya city chest, did yo' best
to funky town, and drive around I hop out the Hummer, the same color as the truck Fake cats lookin' Biz like Hey whassup? I'm a vet, and never wore a green
But the money don't stack, man, money overlap Yeah, y'all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load Two things is for certain, mayne, and one thing
freaky, X outta control I remember back in tha day wit aches in bones When nigga was ridin' in the city truck just to get to the dough But we the best in this town
' in the after I haveta send respects to real money makers Do not connect us with those champaign sippin' money fakers Taste the quarter pound with spice from Chi-town
time that you fell You didn't love the boy too much, no, no you just loved the boy to well, Farewell So you live from day to day, and you dream
wouldn't miss on any. And we have just one day. Got to see the whole town From Yonkers on down to the Bay. GABEY, CHIP, OZZIE: In just one day! New
my teeth enough yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck but this like my weaker stuff they ask "Is this his day-to-day
its the best day of my life This town's gonna bleed me dry If no one takes my advice I'm better than ever and its the best day of my life So let's not
golden hair Twenty eight dollars in a fake silk purse and a leather skirt to wear Shane came from Dublin town from the old world so green Counterfeit
astronautical And built the very thing And so the day arrived at last On which the plane should board The celebration went far past What they could best
stars for ya More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya If so, Jigga be here, day after tomorrow