Police tried to stop me at The ABC
"Well officer you do not have no BBC"
Don't talk to me!
I do not want to hear all That bullshit! See
I saw you in there trailing Me
You know I got that pack On me
An' damn sure know
That its sticky
You damn sure know
That this will smell the Room
Grabbing for your gun
If you're mad?
Well
Get in line lil' boo
'Cause
I ain't getting in the back of That car
I got something brown in This bag
I'm about to see a brown Star
So get the fuck up off my Ass!
You're lucky I'm not in Cali
Because I'd sure be Smoking
Smokin' that
Grew out the mountain Valley
You're probably smoking On that shit
You got out the ally
An' after I say this
I ain't saying shit
Trying to find a way out Now
Run quick fast
They taking you
Downtown
Mama need to bail you out
You got four blunts in you
You on the high route
Yeah
I'm feeling high right now
But four ain't enough
I know I'm going to come Down
Tragedy chase me around Town
So the weed and the drink
Is the only thing
That hold me down
Who got the crown
From where you 'round?
I said
Cream on the loose
They 'bout
To shoot somebody
Release the hounds
Found his body down Town
Very few ways
To identify him now
5150
Man down
I said
Cream on the loose
They 'bout to shoot Somebody
Release the hounds
Just spark one
Enjoy the sound
An' if you see me at the ABC
Just know
Its going down
I'm glad you got up off the Shit from the ally
Cream put down game
You wont get from your Daddy
An' if you think you heard This
You ain't heard shit
Trying to find a way out Now
Run quick fast
They taking you
Downtown
Mama need to bail you out
You got four blunts in you
You on the high route