[Intro]
Grab me some chips or something, man
[Verse 1: K-Rino & Z-Ro]
I'm living paycheck to paycheck, tryna pay the rent
Crackers thinking I'm a slave forever, they got me bent
I'm 'bout to pull a move, 'bout to rob one of 'em blind
Let me call my partner Z-Ro and see what's on his mind
Well, I'm going through a thang, K, I really need to make some change, KI'm thinkin' 2-11, I'm feelin' strange, K
No job, there's no way for me to pay the bills
If you with me then let's get paid, live lavish and chill
You ain't sayin' nothing homie, I been waitin' for a lick
Got a gal fine as hell, but I'm too broke to trick
The last two months I've been thinking of a caper
Come scoop your boy up and let's connive on some paper
Get in, put on your seatbelt so the Laws won't hate
We takin' a trip to the bottoms with Mr. Hector bakes cakes$9,000 for a half, $18,000 for a whole
But I ain't bring no money with me, just my black .44
[Hook: Z-Ro & K-Rino]
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
Grab me some chips or something, man
[Verse 1: K-Rino & Z-Ro]
I'm living paycheck to paycheck, tryna pay the rent
Crackers thinking I'm a slave forever, they got me bent
I'm 'bout to pull a move, 'bout to rob one of 'em blind
Let me call my partner Z-Ro and see what's on his mind
Well, I'm going through a thang, K, I really need to make some change, KI'm thinkin' 2-11, I'm feelin' strange, K
No job, there's no way for me to pay the bills
If you with me then let's get paid, live lavish and chill
You ain't sayin' nothing homie, I been waitin' for a lick
Got a gal fine as hell, but I'm too broke to trick
The last two months I've been thinking of a caper
Come scoop your boy up and let's connive on some paper
Get in, put on your seatbelt so the Laws won't hate
We takin' a trip to the bottoms with Mr. Hector bakes cakes$9,000 for a half, $18,000 for a whole
But I ain't bring no money with me, just my black .44
[Hook: Z-Ro & K-Rino]
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
The game goes on
And it might not ever change
Too familiar with this pain
Is it suicide living in the fast lane?
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.