's still Aftermath, two feet in the pentition I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala ??? And I keep a
s still Aftermath, two feet in the pentition I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala ??? And I keep a
bumped Coltrane, The Eisley's, Mays, George Duke shit Not to mention war.. I remember the L.A. street scene in '83, we saw Stevie I was just a young soldier
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee A bass freak would say ?Oohwee
I'm jumping in the Lincoln, no more calling cabs Nashbroham Lincoln, I got a quarter of stash That's a quarter of a million, y'all niggas can't add Yeah
baby) I wish I wish I wish I could save ya I wish I could make ya better I wish I wish I wish I could save ya (I wish I could save ya) I wish I could