[Verse 1: MJG]
Hid behind the garbage can, waited for the manager
He looked kind of shady, I don't think that he can handle a…
Nigga that's ready to pull a teflon in his left arm
If he steps on, he gon' really do himself harm
Keepin' calm, snatch the cheese from his hand
Thinkin' about a getaway route, I jacked him for a van
Jumped into the thang, slammed the door, hit the gas
Now I get this feelin' someone's lookin' at my ass
Looked into the rear, it was his prejudice-ass wife…
Balled up on the seats cryin', "Please don't take my life"
I grabbed her by her hair – "Hush, bitch, don't speak"
And doin' about 110, then released her into the streets
I'm pushin' a van, I made my move toward Motel 6…
To rob a trick who had got himself hooked up with a bitch…
Who had only one intention – to pinch him, was bein' paid
The bitch went down with me and the buster was gettin' played
My mind started thinkin' the bitch is only for gankin'
The shit started stankin' as soon as I started drankin'
The first spirit told me to pay her and let her go
The devil told me, "How in the fuck can you trust a ho?"
My hands started shakin' and mentally, I was breakin'
My hunger for the thrill of a kill begun achin'
I'm takin' all the money, proceedin' to bust a rapin'
Swiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'…
Her mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing
A knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion
I'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery
Checkin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back
What does it mean to be…
Totally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass?
Livin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last
Don't question me unless you down on my level…
So you can understand about the…
Hid behind the garbage can, waited for the manager
He looked kind of shady, I don't think that he can handle a…
Nigga that's ready to pull a teflon in his left arm
If he steps on, he gon' really do himself harm
Keepin' calm, snatch the cheese from his hand
Thinkin' about a getaway route, I jacked him for a van
Jumped into the thang, slammed the door, hit the gas
Now I get this feelin' someone's lookin' at my ass
Looked into the rear, it was his prejudice-ass wife…
Balled up on the seats cryin', "Please don't take my life"
I grabbed her by her hair – "Hush, bitch, don't speak"
And doin' about 110, then released her into the streets
I'm pushin' a van, I made my move toward Motel 6…
To rob a trick who had got himself hooked up with a bitch…
Who had only one intention – to pinch him, was bein' paid
The bitch went down with me and the buster was gettin' played
My mind started thinkin' the bitch is only for gankin'
The shit started stankin' as soon as I started drankin'
The first spirit told me to pay her and let her go
The devil told me, "How in the fuck can you trust a ho?"
My hands started shakin' and mentally, I was breakin'
My hunger for the thrill of a kill begun achin'
I'm takin' all the money, proceedin' to bust a rapin'
Swiss army knife tight on the wrist and I started tapin'…
Her mouth up, pullin' the couch up and gushing
A knife held to her neck through the back of the seat cushion
I'm takin' the loot, then breakin' her loose from the scenery
Checkin' my tracks, constantly watchin' my back
What does it mean to be…
Totally paranoid, thinkin' my past gonna catch up with my ass?
Livin' my life so fast, people wonderin' how do I usually last
Don't question me unless you down on my level…
So you can understand about the…
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