Over Yung Joc (Ft. Carlito, Cupid, The Game & Polo)

Chorus:

So many nights i grind
Late in the morning time
Oh i can't go inside until it's over
I got a barn full of dimes (whole barn full)
And i got my nine (stressin' real shit here ya feel)
No i can't go inside until it's over (real spit man)

(hoo hoo hoo)

Verse 1:

Yo, '92 i'd be 12 years old
My mama had the '98 sittin' on the vogue
Lil' Guda showed me 28 grams in the "O"
Oh, 16 of them thangs to make a whole
They kill my nigga Hollywood outside the studio
I pour the liquor for my nigga blowing fruities tho
I can ease the pain, relax, release then let it go
But if i ever see them niggas i'ma let it go (let it go)
Shoot out the club, crucial, on some dumb shit
And that's what the fuck i call a crucial conflict
Rent late and my kids need some new shoes
This High Point, keep jammin', need a new a clue
Hate to say it but, i settled for a GED
When half these rappers ain't got diplomas on BET
I got a bench warrant, and 12 getting closer
I pray to Allah they don't run our boys all over