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Walk Around(Album Version (Explicit))

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  • 2008.01.01
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Get the mic on I don't know what happened son I just lost my mind son It's like I wasn't strong G I couldn't hold it when I seen it A nigga flesh on me I can't really I couldn't hold it G I don't know I'mma listen no I went like this It was him the cornerstore and a buttered roll The shit dropped when I gave him two stomach holes One to the face he fell sideways I was up close so part of his nose was stuck to my padres Standin' over him shakin' kid screamin' He slapped my girl that's the reason why I was f'in to lean 'im Everything got real slow I ain't hear shit my word At least 40 seconds I stay dead stiff I pound him with the gun out Big Din came opened my hand Removed the gun and the 16 spun out He floored past 90 on the BQE I threw up all on his door splashed his Gucci seats I couldn't speak I'm in a state of shock About now there should be yellow tape on the block a raid at my spot Hey yo I feel a li'l bugged out insane I lost my mind People tellin' me Ghost you actin' mad strange See what I'm sayin' I don't know I just don't feel right Havin' flashbacks bugged out man y'knahmean Nah I don't wanna go to the clinic I don't want the hospital son You know I just feel like I'm lost reality man y'knahmean My face feels numb son Flashbacks to me blowin' his brains out All I remember's my shirt I couldn't get them goddamned stains out Oxy cleans wheat 'round the chest area Righthand side I'm pluckin' off li'l pieces of meat And my goons want me to bounce to Tennessee But I said no I got these two snow-bunnies in Venice Beach On the low son I sleep with the hawk in East New York 'Round my man Killa' way where all the murderers walk Manhunt police searches swat ran in my crib Battering rams early mornin' yo waking my kids Now my aunt gotta stay wit' my wiz She paranoid havin' anxiety attacks 'cause of these pigs Plus my connect they goin' crazy they try'na slay me I told 'em Friday I'll have they money faggots try'na play me I'll never eat up out a garbage can I'll Larry Davis a cop and if I make it alive it was the Father's plan I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't goin' nowhere I'm aight I'm aight But I know one thing if anybody touch me I'm blowin' they head smooth off Cops connects I don't give a they gon' feel that Eagle they gon' feel that Desert They gon' feel that Bulldog y'knahmean I don't give a Don't put me in no mental clinics it ain't nothin' y'knahmean If I make it out alive I make it out alive if not fuck it Yo I can't take this no more it's too hype Niggas thinkin' I'm buggin' out I ain't buggin' Y'all niggaz'd be buggin' out too if you had somebody's flesh on you Motherfuckers fuck ya'll niggaz I ain't goin' crazy Sleepin' on couches and shit I'm goin' back outside fuck ya'll niggaz man

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