Lyrics:
niggas that be sleeping on ya momma's couch
Preying on your sister, now you got a little nephew
And he got caught with a stray from a .38 special
Fuck
on the glock
Blood up on the curtains for em
Talkin shit on ig
It ain't workin for em
Caught him out in public
And he knew that dead was Certain For em
I'm
around and caught 2 to the fuckin back, geah
Niggas was buckin tried to put me down
Some punk muthafuckas from across town, uh
You won't be chalkin up one
boy
Spurred up and I'm dunking(Duncan)
Blow ya block down with that trumpet
38 on my hip like a cowboy
You can get hit right now boy
If I'm in ya town,
the morning,
I can't get rest so turn over pick up that 38 special,
You bust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 stranded on death row
This song got
Gotta bring nuts to take nuts
And I got a six pack you want what’s mine
Take me out or do what I did
Bullshit’s caught up in a muthafuckin’ hybrid
Fuck
carmelo
Pull strings like gepetto
You play with the set hoe
Get 38 specials
Tie him up just like a dreadlock
Seen a nigga through the red dot
Caught him
in hand we'll face each day
With you by my side
Girl you know you special (oooh ooh ohh)
Don't you let them bring you down
Girl you are special
uh
For the hustlers that’s gettin' money
Thinkin' fast in business
Who stayed up by playin' smart
And duckin' bad decisions
I wore hand-me downs in
the ghetto
When I was seventeen with the .38 special
Maybe you're in a dollar bill, maybe you're not real
Maybe only the wealthy get to know how you feel
the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her
up you won't get it up
You won't show dice with a deuce at me
In the club are like 30 bands
Going hard till I prove something
Going lie on him he
and they hid in the basement
Shooters wrap you up for all of that fakin'
(Shooter) see you in person, nigga
You started shakin'
Better stay focused and get
for her in the daytime with a flashlight, yeah
My homies say this girl is cramping my style
And I don't know how
I'm so (caught up)
Got me feeling
I'm caught up in collision
And now I'm so done
You crept up like a spider
I got caught in your web
There was no way to escape
I tried to switch my
as 666
All up in your girlfriend’s TwitPics?
That Eastside boy up out the 216
That’s making these other rappers get
Melo like the Knicks, eh
Get you
this sadist revival, hand in hand
Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm
the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man.
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let
if you're slippin' you get laid up in the mud
Take over your spot, pushin' china white and bud
The devious, the mind blowin', the over-throwin
a menace
But if you in the mood then you can get it
Think I need you in my life Need you on the side
Sort of like a 38 Special, know you're down to ride
what it really is
In the full moon
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can't believe we're ready to
Run another
Run another
Run another
Excuse me miss I'm subdued by this crazy situation that you threw me in[00:10.12]But compliment you on your pretty smile pulling everything out my
Don't get caught up
With the bitches and the fame
I ain't trying to preach
I'm trying to show you game
Yea
8th with the top low and the cops low
I'm a DipSet boss
You don't wanna get clapped, get caught up in the cross
And I'm caught up in the floss
Chain
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