Dear Mama, if some people by the house lookin' for me I'm innocent of anything say I done Now I don't know when be able to write you again But I will be to California to see you Your son,
Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do what they say I Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I I didn't do what they say I done
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I a lawyer This bitch named Netoia, say they for ya Got to get the out of here, yeah right This bitch the lights, nigga, spend the night
a quick nut, got to fuck up and gat on 'Cos this the same I got shot on So God bless Don Polla, S I gotta holla 'cos I'm smokin' on double
Freakin', niggaz be leakin', Got the seekin', incarceration Niggaz say my popped up, bitch hop up Nigga close the up, they try to stop 'em
My cash flow me asshole neck it in sixty seconds', burn all records Nigga gettin' skinny eating Count my pennies, got a bag fulla twenties
Listen, these fishin' for this extradition I'm on a mission, 'em, fight 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick Or spend the rest of my life in a shits
It's so hard to get a room without a credit It's so hard not to let 'em where you are Tried to get a rented car, why'd he laughed when I showed him Had to 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend, met a hoe down Hey bitch, why you Grabbed the paper out her Am I the man on the front page, same height, age
Rap gage, put it the G-way Got my suckin' sausage on the freeway She say, "Let's hear the K" Ran inside and the niggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto Colorado Brought it for his wallet and my bottle That's my motto and I warn ya Before I'm through, I'm back to California
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done Keep my on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I I didn't do what they say I done
Listen, these feds fishin' for extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, 'em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't locks Or the rest of my life in a shit bath
My Utah to Illinois Set the poise, so I can All fifty states, can't wait till I'm on my feet Switch and shake bitch in her sleep
Low key, you feds see me I'm up in D.C. with strike number Clownin', made a stock to get a little cock Now I got niggaz and lootin' rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my Don't give a who's on the marin or the mic I should've known I seen that motherfucker in the lobby like he wanna rob me
Federal, don't like no black sexual, intellectual Tried to me into a vegetable An I'm 'a sue all black and I come to hand cuff
Big bus, scandalous 'Cos they stand us They get excited and I try to it I'm going back to Cali for show,
Keep my hand on my gun they got me on the run I swear I didn't do they say I done Keep my hand on my gun 'cos got me on the run I swear I do what they say I done
Listen, these feds for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck 'em, em, dine 'em, ditch 'em I gotta kick rocks, I can't pick Or the rest of my life in a shit bath
Hey mama, y'all send pictures you can't send a Polaroid They got to be the pictures An' they got us in here puttin' in chips or something I don't know, like they playin' with us, it's like a It ain't but a game to them mama, it's my life