(Got away) Which way did he go? (Got away) Which way did he go? (Got away) Which way did he go? This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop I'm with my Momma rent-a-car with ten and a half pounds No DL's, an endless amount of rounds With my mind on my mansion, I'm smashin' about the town You thought I was a hog Wait till I clown now That's when you believe me, disturbin' three for the fifty And I wish that motherfucker would try to get with me 'Cause I'm nifty with the milly when the torch is on And play every play like its fourth and long Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig It dont take much to split a fool's wig See I'm only one shot from making the headlines So quick niggas are quarters and dead lines Shakin' the bed time, they checking my barcode A.T.F, I.N.S and the U.S. Marshal And this ain't nothin' new to me Capitalize on opportunity, uh And this ain't nothin' new to me Capitalize on opportunity (Where did he go away?) (Which way did he go away?) (Which way did he go away?) This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This old shit ain't new to me I'm rockin' stolen jewelery Try to chill so I leave the bay Did dirt with it now I gotta keep the K Bash a dude's wig over Baby Bash He my smokin' nephew, we be checkin' brazin' cash We kept G's on the omni floor Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer Tell Mommy with the rock, I'll break a lil' corner off I don't like that bammer, I don't wanna cough You got to watch every step P walk and pull out a tech I thought you knew I'm a vet Let loose and threw up my set A W A X to latex Glove on my left hand can only mean death, man This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop Now it's that pimpin' ass gringo Bitch is you single? I spit heat, hit the street, stack by the window Bay area lingo is what a playa blessed with Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with So if you broke, I ain't even heard of ya Come around me again and I'm a murder ya I need some loot, so watch how I take your town A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down Get up in the brain, take over the soul 4 G's a night, I'm ready to roll A big long black hella beat in the trunk Baby kick back, it's hella heat for the funk A dear mutherfucker, a step to the low One too many drinks now he's gettin' a roll So thought I 'cas kiss tell them hit this It's JT, I'm a dog when I spit this This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop © LATINO VELVET MUSIC; SONGS OF UNIVERSAL INC; AMAYA-SOFIA PUBLISHING; UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com