blunt Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff Turn my music high Roll the windows up When I smoke and drive First of all 'til you ball like this You
these blocks You know these hot glocks Cock till you drop All you wanna-be cops You don't wanna see shots I beef deep with the police Beat what the streets
times As well as when it hurts It's player haters every corner you hit Touchin' their tits, hella thick, tryin' to get you for yo' grip I know you stressed
soup And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop You got WIC food stamps, and ADC Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel
cut off You should chill if you short, prepare a deep thought To hit the street again, get it on Get this paper and breathe again Plan to leave somethin
don't know nothing, but I heard that legend tellin me take it slow I said, feelin the body within the body, oh what a blessin and what a breath, you
they send, when you over spend Like if your money ain't right we take your children I tell you what, I ain't gonna take side deals, for real If you
me in the street Known to beat 'em down, straight take they heat What about the police, man even they scared When I see ya hit the block I put 2 in the
through your pest LUMP Clearing cells CHUMP, you know the Ak shit BUMP But every now and then they say (he's wack) But deep down in your hear you and
When you rappin' never mix bussiness up with your friendship If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo'? *****s's don't love you, you
Jonz) Are you acting like you really should Really should(Sunspot Jonz) Though I thought it was all good All good(Sunspot Jonz) In the hood but you proved us wrong you
[2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob
they attain There will never be another me And no matter what they do There will never be another you You can search but you'll never find You can try
[2Pac] If you a bad boy [Chorus: repeat 2X] If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob me
my homies dyin, niggaz fryin But stories we ain't buyin Chorus: repeat 2x Who (2pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope
you aint a boss pussy nigga your lost listen Officer Ross tell you straight suck a dick try and come subliminal cuz ur ass the police my niggas is criminals like every
them die Especially Test and I, put the tek to ya eye So you can see death, take a deep breath and say goodbye Why? [Chorus: (x2)] Some niggas Blood
chips up and protect my plate But the police watch every breath I take [Chorus] Just tryin' to breathe It's my world 'til it's time to leave Just tryin' to breathe
