Lirieke:
Now That S What I Call Music When A Woman S Fed Up

a fuckin ki, so guess what I open my dresser drawer, 50 g's and a ki thats what I saw, I saw a bunch of shit now I be legit, Im just in the game and the

Now where I live there's a homeless man. He sits upon a crate Yeah, He makes a rusty trumpet sound like the music that angels make. Now if you ever come

to be a g, that's why I learned to flip a key From the cradle to the grave, you either a master or a slave Now who wanna get paid? but i'ma a hustler

head up I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up (Damn) What about all of the people that died in the past? Peers, I can't get back with too many found guilty And I

So when I see and hear things each day, I picture you there and I know what you say Yeah A.C. would of laughed at that, I hope you know that I had your

pushed] [Woman on phone] Turn that damn music down man! [music fades] Turn that music down man, your shakin the damn house! What's wrong with you? This is not a club! [Music

when I see and hear things each day, I picture you there and I know what you say Yeah A.C. would of laughed at that, I hope you know that I had your

fault They like the street they must like the asphalt But that is man woman and children The system has stalled shelter's home That's not what I call it I call