Sad Millionaire Luniz (Ft. Brownstone)

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Can I do my thang??

*(Yukmouth)*

Speak on it

*(Brownstone)*

Oh, oh, ohhh
Oh, oh, ohh, hey

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*

Uh
Niggas be havin the mutha fuckin blues
Like 5-0-5's
I won't lie
Homicide
Gram will cry
Pray for me that I won't die
Suicide
I won't try
Bullets fly
Drive-by
Don't let it slide, do or die
You an I, slide by
Catch them niggas off my side
Wit nothin to hide body die rot
On they porch
When I expectin some sort of drive-by
Type retaliation
Under styles I lace, MOBBulation
Lets begin breakin down the situation
When, the end of our frustration
So while we racin down the block, wit a thirty-eight, an Glock
The cops is waitin to umm
Accelerate on yo vehicle
Run down yo vehicle
Even if they have to gun down yo vehicle
Nigga, up in these high-speedaz
Police they be the Rosco P. Coltrane
Swervin in an outta lanes
Runnin from O-H-A
With a throw-away
A throw-away
Pistol
Every mutha fucka wanna peep