I closed my eyes like Marvin Gaye But now I've had enough It's in the drugs It's in the drugs It's in the drugs, ahh It's in the drugs You had your
necklaces And barely able to keep the payments up on their lessons And enrolled in a class and don't know who the professor is How low people go for
shit Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip Nigga Loon in the game 'cause Loon got some hot shit Sick of you cats screaming out block shit I done sold numerous drugs
what you're talkin' about, drop science Every chance you get, hit direct and indirect, speak in code 'Cause you're never alone that's why I use this low
, I think I'd get shot They sell drugs to kids and say it's us And when the cops are crooks, who can you trust? You only see young brothers in a drug
got the player hater venom I wanna take 'em outside and lay some slugs up in em [King T] When they need work They call the cali drug expert Smashing
T-The drugs say make us feel so hollow We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love
's happily married With kids, woe woe The world is movin' fast and I'm losin' my balance No time to dig, low, low To a place where ain't nowhere to go
live in the ghetto Keepin' it retrospective from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low Ghetto
December I will melt your fucking snow While my price is high, I will get you dealt with for the low Black man's World, white man drugs No discrimination
My tongue touch you girl, you toes bound to curl This exclusive shit I don't share with the world I have you up early in the mornin', moanin' Back shot, proper or low
the herb, I splurge, anything ain't gone cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money and today I ain't on no budget, searching high, low, out
Execution double nine style Steadily sendin' them bodies undaground It'll be all about that llelo bank roll Betta make that money man, dead wrong Put it on the low
ya so fuck ya East 99 is where you'll find us chillin but nigga what's up Nigga want to get bugged Nigga want to get drugged Nigga really want
out of my mind, a ski mask, chains and gloves Waitin' for niggaz to come out of the club Give me the dubs for my niggaz that bang and slang drugs We
why me thugs should put slugs in that ass They telly and me never want to see no Oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga's ends low If he scared
Don't be a bitch Ain't cheatin', I ain't cheatin' on you bitch I'm not that nigga I'm the quiet boy I'm Private Dick Bryon boy Ex-drug dealer slash the
, slangin' llello. It all remains the same. Wish: Step and you're catchin' some buckshots. Murder one on the Clair-nine-glock-glock. Mo Thug, what's up? Nigga, get drug
