dot cromwell – paid n full lyrics
verse 1:
i wake up at night/
police hit the lights/
ghetto bird in sky/
the biggest gang/
taking n-gg-s lifes/
right before your eyes/
the older guys from the hood the slang/
on the courts they bang/
h-ll is hot it never rains/
h-ll is hot never rains/
my mommy sick/
so she stay at home/
me i roam alone/
go and scoop my homeboys/
everything we do is wrong/
some fam that’s gone/
i mean they so gone wish they could see themselves/
n-gg-s choices locked them in the jail, wish they could free themselves/
chorus:
we gotta bag the work/
we gotta, we gotta bag the work n-gg-/
we gotta bag the work/
we gotta, we gotta bag the work n-gg-/
riding through the city, ain’t no sleeping till we finish/
and we paid in full we counting hundreds, twenties, fifties/
till we on/
till/
till/
till we on/ ((3x))
verse 2:
high on everything/
d-mn i’m drunk as f-ck/
im not supposed to drive/
who gon’ take the wheel, they lit as me right turn we almost died/
everything on overdrive/
balance is for suckas bro/
that’s what taught me/
now that i’m wiser i know how its pose to go/
all these women on my line/
brittany d-mn she fine/
i blew out her spine/
main flex on the way d-mn i ran out of time/
sun coming back out/
it’s early or late/
either way pour me drink/
back on this money the f-ck did you think/
back on this money the f-ck did you think/
chorus:
we gotta bag the work/
we gotta, we gotta bag the work n-gg-/
we gotta bag the work/
we gotta, we gotta bag the work n-gg-/
riding through the city, ain’t no sleeping till we finish/
and we paid in full we counting hundreds, twenties, fifties/
chorus b:
till i’m till i’m paid in full/
till i’m paid in full/
yea yea yea/
till i’m paid in full/
till i’m paid in full/
yea yea yea/
riding through the city, ain’t no sleeping till we finish/
and we paid in full we counting hundreds, twenties, fifties/
till we on/
till/
till/
till we on/ ((3x))
till i’m till i’m paid in full/
till i’m paid in full/
yea yea yea/
till i’m paid in full/
till i’m paid in full/
yea yea yea/
riding through the city, ain’t no sleeping till we finish/
and we paid in full we counting hundreds, twenties, fifties/
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