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(What's happenin’, Chi Chi?) All this pain in my body, should I just end it now? I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground Them hoes who ain't wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Ooh, yeah) Don’t play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me he was turnin' on me Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits Niggas from my hood, they hatin’ on me, thought they would love that shit Niggas like my brothers, we was in the huddle, we ain’t see the championship Can't trust nobody, even ’round my niggas, I take one out the clip They murked my dawg, I clear my bank account 'til they all get killed I hear they talkin' but this money louder I ride around with that raw but ain't caught no chowder I ride around with that raw but I ain’t caught no fish Yeah, we put a dick in every handgun, ain't gotta piss, yeah, ayy Them guys cool but we ain't feelin', we on no buddy shit I fuck with shit but I can't lie, that's slutty bitch The only nigga should cuff that ho is a deputy I give every rap nigga in my city, hope, what it is Money on my mind, I can't think clear Letras de cancionesSeventeen hunnid on the PT, I won't drink beer No chaser Yeah, fuck the law, they gon' have to chase us Hellcat, I took off from the Trackhawk, yeah, yeah A triple of Hi-Tech red, I better not duck off President Rollie, if they assassinate me I made it to see twenty-one I've been eatin' low, so bad, I give my heart to anyone Hope you don't break it like they done Hope you don't take off like they ran I damn gave that- eight bands If I didn't, then what, I'ma name your baby I remember when I used to have twenty dollars I ride around with ten racks like it's nothin' now, yeah Roaches in that cereal box, yeah, we came from poverty Best friend worked at Wendy's, that was my first robbery All this pain in my body, should I just end it now? I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground Them hoes who ain't wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Ooh, yeah) Don't play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me he was turnin' on me Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix All this pain in my body, should I just end it now? I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground Them hoes who ain't wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Ooh, yeah) Don't play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me he was turnin' on me Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits From Letras Mania