Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
But thats hard when its your soul thats constantly tortured
Living in a gangsta’s paradise
I guess thats just central drive
I'mma let you hang chick
And thats makin me sick
Ok just listen up a little
If you want beef thats musical,
I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,
Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still
Black woman you cold
So thats what i've been told
Your so damn soft,thats why im sleeping on you,might go into a coma and still be beating on you
Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do
And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
Thats not some marty shit thats martyr going marvelous
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