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5150 - i can't win lyrics

[chorus x8]

the green and white
is on my back
trying to bring me down

[phone rings x3]

hey
pacific bell with a called call from
b-m-f-d
yeah i do
except the phone call
homeboy

[verse 1]

i take a look true my book
and the days of a crook
sh-t i took
and i cooked
and a cop got shocked
wasn’t fine with a group
call 7-9
come true the town
7-9
wasn’t hard to find
put my foot up in the pen
i had to stack my bank
ben frank’s
everyday
of this cocaine base
and i would
die for this
cause i
strike for this
try to take my gat
and then my
nine gonna speak
cause you should know i served time
and it’s going to paid-me
but the old g’s told us n-gg-s to just keep on stepping
cause these bustas
suckers
is coming to bust us
so put some muscle in your hustle
and just row with the punches
and since that day
i began
to pack a m-th–
f-cking gun
we weren’t not sleeping
when i was about my scratch
i had to had that fat sack
to make my pockets fat
remember all them late nights
remember all them hood rat b-tches
on my m-th-f-cking d-ck
cause i had these riches
put the cops on my jock
cause i’m slangging rocks
on the block
h-lla high thinking i cant be stop
but these bustas
suckas
kinda shady
maybe
trying to pay me
fade me
tip the cops off
to where i get my rocks at
god tham
i can’t win
now i’m locked up in this
m-th-f-cking pen

[dial tone…]

[chorus]

- 5150 lyrics

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