キー: A minor
Verse 1
come here, hey, hey, hey look
Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two
ounces of yay
Muthafuckaz at mah house
waitin' right now 'cause
Aiight
Verse 2
G#m
C#m
How long can sell?
(You see life is like football,
you know what I'm saying?)
G#m
C#m
Before I have to go to jail
(You gotta hike the ball and just
make something happen man)
Verse 3
G#m
C#m
Can I possibly get real?
(I mean you know you might get tackled,
you know what I'm saying?)
G#m
C#m
Before somebody go and snitch
(Then again, you might fuck around
and make a touch down)
Verse 4
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
See my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 5
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 6
Learned to rely on my gut feelin'
from where? Where?
I don't mean to seem vicious
but you look suspicious
Verse 7
on the telephone
Stop walking with a bunch
of thugs to my home
call me before you come
Stop telling these bitches
where you got it from
Verse 8
G#m
C#m
How long can I sell?
The Sheriff departments
right down the block
G#m
C#m
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 9
G#m
C#m
Can I possibly get real?
Pass the tabs the
G#m
turnakit and syringes
Before the DEA kick the
door of the hinges
Verse 10
paranoid, paranoid
One false move I can be destroyed
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 11
stressed, paranoid, paranoid
One false move, I can be destroyed
You see my motherfuckin' driver,
he's a white boy
Verse 12
khakis creased
Everybody looking at me look
like the police
gang assailants
Do you think,
Verse 13
we under police surveillance?
Pulling Smith an' Wessons on strange
pedestrians
dollar bills stacked up
Hope the cops don't backup,
here they come man
Verse 14
The Sheriff department's
right down the block
G#m
C#m
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 15
G#m
C#m
Can I possibly get real?
Hurry up, pass the tabs,
turnakit and syringes
G#m
C#m
Before somebody go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the
Verse 16
door off the hinges
Spend more time with my
son and my daughter
me away from my wife
She couldn't deal with the
stress and the strife
Verse 17
hood rats jockin'
The late night knockin' the
drive way blockin'
But I gotta sell dope till it happen
Verse 18
See you all fuckin' up,
Yo man little rich kids
comin' over here
That's what I'm saying now
Verse 19
lie to their parents
What the fuck you think they gonna
do when the police pressure 'em?
Afroman sold it to me mommy
He stays over there
Verse 20
G#m
C#m
How long can I sell?
The Sheriff departments
right down the block
G#m
C#m
Before I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this rock
Verse 21
G#m
C#m
Can I possibly get real?
Pass the tabs the
G#m
turnakit and syringes
Before the DEA kick the door
of the hinges
Verse 22
G#m
I'm so paranoid,
now God lay me down to sleep
Before the cops rape,
please give me a beat
don't escape
Pray some white person,
gotta video tape
Verse 23
That looks like a police car
A police raid
Verse 24
Little little homie hold my gun
I'm gonna fuckin' run
Verse 25
Cops chase me, through the hood
Fly like lepord's
Verse 26
Freeze, hold it right there
Drug dealers, nightmare
Verse 27
sentence me twenty years
I'm glad I gotta record deal
What a predicament
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