Tòókie

Jun 16 2006, 07:35 PM

haha aight, check it...

I could tell theres somethin wrong, lately u been depressed/
Cuz ya girl aint been the same, eva since I gave her my address//
She a freak, wanna be tied ta the wall, says she loves ta be shackled/
Nd she loves her head on my lap, like she bobbin for apples//
Thats whatchu get playa, shoulda known not ta have a slut for a wife/
Cuz now my whole crews pleased nd u hurtin like ya heart been cut wit a knife//
U gon be on my level bout the same time Olivia finally drop a cd/
Cuz u could have the worlds biggest glasses nd still not see me//
Ill hold ya head unda water, dawg what could you do/
Then poke u wit pins n nails like I was fuckin wit voodoo//
Im from the land of gangbangin n hella crimes, the police aint helpin/
Cats get shot up near water, dawg dont drink from the red fountain//
So many different gangs, u dont know whats safe ta wear, yo/
U could lock ya doors, get an alarm n still wake up missin ya stereo//
Californ-i-a, all u hear is sirens n triggas bein squeezed, b/
Girl, keep the words comin...this rap shit is so easy//