(I'll kill me a muthafucka) Running up on me, may he, rest in peace once released Yeah, look at ya now, for running ya mouth, ya stretched on the ground Ain't no way you can stop it on that hot shit, we can get it popping I told you, don't fuck with me,

We're living the dream, yeah Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em Fuck

Up all night and we were feelin' so good Yeah, we got a little higher than we probably should We were in a hotel singin' in the hallway lights We were strikin' the matches right down to the ashes Setting the world on fire, setting the world on fire World

Yeah that's my dawg Me and my dawg We gave 'em two in a row I'm on my way, I'm goin' fast, I'm comin' home to get you Yeah that's my dawg for sure I'mma put her in a full nelson Deja keep on callin' She say she ready to pull up As soon as I get there,

Save this house Some Cronkite look-a-like Wake me up! wake me up! I'm not worried, it's a 1,000,000 miles away Yeah I saw the news it happens every day Numb from what he's reading It's one of us that's screamin' Save this house, party's gotta end Welcome

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

See you when I see you Another place, some other time If I ever get down your way We'll laugh about the old days Or you're ever up around mine And catch up on the new Yeah I'll see you when I see you And I hope it's some day soon Let's don't say goodbye

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

Don’t make my goons go stupid Yeah my homies still Go stupid, go stupid, yeah My homies still Look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west My niggas pumping so much bass, muthafuckas going deaf Man, fuck ya'll with a sick dick, semi automatic no click

Love isn't good enough And the waves in the sea They slip away just like me So let go, oh You weren't good enough Only dark hearts (You're vicious now, yeah you're vicious now!) Waking up I don't feel alive How fucked up are we inside