Vārdi:
Game Help Em Out

ride and fuck a cop Oh no, let's walk and fuck 'em all We can pull out all our guns Or we can talk and help the cause Silent weapons watch your step

I'm on the hunt, so keep your shit low but yo I'm kinda slackin' up I shoulda killed you from the get-go Nigga, but this is it We coulda talked it out

ki's Learned the game of hustlin, fuckin dopefienders Sellin niggaz beat, in other words amphetamines My game was more advanced, sellin speed I'm goin broke Got em

for him and some for me Hell yeah, I'll be there to help you fuck 'em Get 'em drunk, get 'em high Pull they titties out and suck 'em [k.b.] Don't rush 'em

Get em up motherfucker this is it Hold them up where I can see em I take a small bit Cuz if you make a false move it'll cost ya No need to cry for help

Convict music Guess who's back? Still we're here, haters Akon and Obie Trice, yeah Whatcha gonna do it with it, A? Whatcha gonna do? Take 'em all back

m regularly wreckin this joint so what now With so many niggas that's biting it's harder to detect who I be Well check out the J, check out the A, check out

you saw me Because he always got on his game and his good shoes Difficult to stop creating can't wait But they came to see God then great tell 'em the

Lean J-Money [CHOURS] I'm in that Zan with that Lean Smoke nuthin but Irene Them hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene Racks on the way busting out