Girl Ft. Luniz

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Welcome, little boys and girls Listen, a man can get caught up in things It's like a gridlock He gots to have it This girl got his mind Took over his whole body He needs her Can't live without her Dig this Her name was Lady Heroin, I think he met her at the Chevron Late night stressin', he caught his wife sexin' with his cousin Stefan, he told his wife to get the step on Before I start lettin' lose on yo' scandalous ass with the weapon Lessons he learned involved in a three year marriage Argue and fight with his wife at night, arrested by sheriff Embarrassed, handcuffed, go to jail in your drawers And all of this because his wife tried to put the knife to his balls And aw naw, cops a see her, she tried to straight the reign The vibe at me, I woke up out of a dream, she was on top of me Screamin' this how it gotta be, holdin' a dagger I grabbed my gat, pointed at her She dropped the dagger, I slapped her Months after he got out of jail, seriously hooked on dill Lips chapped, face pale, body skinny and frail Tales of a married man who life was stressed too much Had to resort to snortin' drugs and stuff just to keep in touch With his self, his wife suin' for half of the wealth And all that shootin' in his veins was gettin' bad for his health His cards was dealt, methamphetamines on the shelf Smokin' the creamery, the greatest thing the man ever felt Now he's high, pull over on the bridge San Rafael Ready to die, he took his last swig of Rémy A livin' hell, he climbed on the rail then he yelled God, all my life I failed, as he slipped and fell, oh girl Girl, why'd you have to do me that way I love you to this day And it hurts to think of the words you used to say Girl, why'd you have to leave me so low I never did you wrong Ever since you left I took all the worst there's to come She was a gangsta ass bitch, the greatest of all time She took my heart and my mind, turned me to a life of crime Now I'm under pressure to impress her I wake up put on my bullet proof vest and Grab my Smith and Wesson off the dresser Then I hop up in a chopped up rag trey When I cross your path you havin' a bad day Cause I make the automatic mag spray Give me the cash, she taught me to get mine the fast way I creep on ballers while they blaze joints I'm snatchin' 'caine boulders, and jackin' Range Rovers at gauge point Under hypnosis, robbin' the closest nigga The diagnosis psychosis, the cirrhosis is from doses of liquor That I'm sippin' by the pitcher, tryin' to ditch her But whenever she get ya, the bitch'll be wit' ya, for richer Or poorer, through sickness and health I witness if I shake this mistress I can handle business myself But I love her so much I'm stuck in her clutches I talk about her, can't walk without her, she's my crutches She showed a young nigga how to check grip Connected me with the correct licks to collect chips And if I leave her, no question, I'm destined to hurt And she's the reason half of the homies are restin' in dirt Is Crooked I next, I'll probably get dropped by some metal Just for comin' around my girl, who? The ghetto, oh girl Girl, why'd you have to do me that way I love you to this day And it hurts to think of the words you used to say Girl, why'd you have to leave me so low I never did you wrong Ever since you left I took all the worst there's to come I'm curbside, and my girl sellin' graciously Never no worries, and if task hit, we skeet and scurry I'm posted up makin' my scrillion My mind set, I don't stop 'til I get a million But I'm seein' baby mamas and grandpas gettin' doubled But geah, that ain't my problem, cause I bubble I always wondered why fiends came back for more and more The high was fantastic, smell like plastic, but it's dope Scoped the area before I make moves Losin' gains was the up and downs in the so-called game But hang, take the punches and blows Put aside the crack babies, dope fiend mamas, and nasty hoes Peep, I'm walkin' around the spot with a bundle in my mouth Yay leakin' through the plastic in drastic amounts I'm feelin' wide eyed, probably lookin' like a creeper Spit the bundle in my palm and tried to keep calm My dubs shrunk down to tens, I'm high off crack Damn, it didn't really feel bad Started thinkin', this used to be a rich man high I got a high drug tolerance so I'll give it a try Went home and did my thang, snatched a 200 bundle for keeps The shit was so good I was pookie for two weeks Luckily, I bounced back, but I stopped sellin' cream Now this is like one big dream, oh girl Girl, why'd you have to do me that way I love you to this day And it hurts to think of the words you used to say Girl, why'd you have to leave me so low I never did you wrong Ever since you left I took all the worst there's to come Girl, why'd you have to do me that way I love you to this day And it hurts to think of the words you used to say Girl, why'd you have to leave me so low I never did you wrong Ever since you left I took all the worst there's to come