I'm rolling solo in my four door
Finna go make a stain with that cocaine
Chop it, gotta get paper, bitch
Got your favorite shit and what
You lace it with? They hate the kid
Niggas thought they could phase the kid
Step back and appraise the kid
The neck is lit, this major shit
Niggas ain't do me no favors, bitch
And niggas that ain't my peeps
Shouldn't even think to speak
I pack them guns, they yap and run
We taking and making that dough,
Jacking and breaking them o's, nigga
Ask any motherfucker on my block
Ms watts ain't raise no hoes nigga
I keep a bitch on her toes, nigga
Freddie the one that she chose, nigga
My flow sicker than most niggas
I show bitches that I ain't the
'Cause I'm in the streets
The streets is keeping me fed
These niggas 'll leave me for dead
Come at my head to try to ad vance
Fuck yea- 'cause I'm 'a blast, nigga
From the cradle to the grave
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
Ey, I can't be hospitable
If the shit ain't profitable
Send him to the hospital slow
Then we gon' let his children know
Can't go places that Pill 'll go
Might post up at the liquor store
Chop it down and distribute blow
Might get fresh and go pimp a hoe
I didn't know that's your sister,
Look, stand under this mistletoe
Give that four- five, a kiss, you bitch
'Fore I let this trigger go
Sold the hardest of glass
My fam hungry, I'm bugging
The components of a fuck you- upper
Gutter nigga, throw the baking soda
I need more cheese and more fries
From the rocker to the doctor
Delivery room to the morgue
Take this chopper, go get guaped up
Or get killed trying for it
Take this chopper, go get guaped up
Or get killed trying for it
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
From the cradle to the grave
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
Yo, I done played niggas, made niggas
Come up off that yay, nigga
What you think you brave, nigga?
I'm 'a get down for my pay, nigga
Spray niggas, lay niggas out flat
"Will he live?" "I doubt that"
Murder shit, I'm 'bout that
All the shit surrounding that
Snitches conversating down at the station
I smell bacon, so I'm laying low
Still gotta get that paper, yo
Pimp a bitch, break a hoe
'Til I come up on that major dough
I could come up on some major blow
Been in the Bay with that major weed
Played the field, with major pills
This is the way that I live for real
I brung the steel against they will
My lungs is filled with Cali kill
I got that yac so crack the seal
I stack them bill to half a mill
Praying I never go broke again
From the womb to the tomb
From the cradle to the grave
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
I'm 'a get it, win or lose
I'm just out here making moves
From the womb to the tomb
To the cradle to the grave
'Til I check up out this bitch
I'm out this bitch getting paid
