[Intro: Point Blank]
Punk mothafuckas get drove
And when 50 come on the scene nobody knows
Bitch it ain’t over 'til sombody's eyes close
I’m getting sick and tired of these playa hatin‘ hoes
Remember that
Punk mothafuckas get drove
And when 50 come on the scene nobody knows
Bitch it ain’t over 'til sombody's eyes close
I’m getting sick and tired of these playa hatin‘ hoes
Remember that
[Verse I: Point Blank]
My son was 8 once months when I lost track
And he'll be damn near 4 when I get back
And if do see him then
Will he know I'm his father or think I'm a strange man
Sometimes I say he'll remember me
But if I ask him: 'Come here, bean!', will he answer me?
I guess this I never know
Until I get out in 1994
[Chorus]
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah, yeah
Straighten it out
Yeah
Punk mothafuckas get drove
And when 50 come on the scene nobody knows
Bitch it ain’t over 'til sombody's eyes close
I’m getting sick and tired of these playa hatin‘ hoes
Remember that
Punk mothafuckas get drove
And when 50 come on the scene nobody knows
Bitch it ain’t over 'til sombody's eyes close
I’m getting sick and tired of these playa hatin‘ hoes
Remember that
[Verse I: Point Blank]
My son was 8 once months when I lost track
And he'll be damn near 4 when I get back
And if do see him then
Will he know I'm his father or think I'm a strange man
Sometimes I say he'll remember me
But if I ask him: 'Come here, bean!', will he answer me?
I guess this I never know
Until I get out in 1994
[Chorus]
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Straighten it out
Uh, yeah, yeah
Straighten it out
Yeah
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