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[Mia X]
Woke one morning, tears in my eyes
The feds kicked in the door and caught me and my baby by surprise
He got high, but they didn t find no dope
They said it was conspericy just cause a hater said so
Now we might do time in the penn
But the state dont have a case without witnesses and no evidence
So I guess once again that it s on
But I really wish the haters would just leave us alone

[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you

[Master P]
My enemies hate me money can t make me
Bitches can t break me the feds can t take me
Give me four or five months and I m out
It must be love momma put up the house
And the game won t change nigga still the same nigga
Real thangs and little change nigga
But um, I gotta do what I gotta
Even if it take us slangin CD s and narcotics
I gotta little sware when the penetentiary
cause on these streets are heaven or hell
Now picture me balling
I love No Limit like sex and don t plan on falling

[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
I m thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girl
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you

[Mia X]
Motherfucking right I m a take it how it come like a soldier
TRU click TRU bitch go to war for ya
In the kitchen at the stove cooking up the product
Cause fiends love it most when you give it to em rocked up
Chopped up bitches in the game that was talking
But they didn t know hoes got them feds stalking
Playing peekaboo, plotting on the front door
But all the goin find is some ghetto dope
So come on, so would you just let a bitch live
Stack my ends and raise my kids
Ride my benz, flow my ice
Teaching all them ghetto bitches how to live this life
Why yall fools trying to knock this bitch
It s the tank, so you know you can t stop this
Watch this young black family take this whole industry
And run it, thinkin bout you while we done it

[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Do what you gotta do girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
Thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you
I m thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
I m thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
So do what you gotta do girl
[Mia X]
So do what you gotta do boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you girl
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you boy
[Mo B. Dick]
I m thinkin about you
[Mia X]
Thinkin about you
Thinkin about you

Jak to się stało? czas zapierdala
Życie wykręca kolejnego wała
Jak to się stało? wszystko się zmienia
Pozostają tylko po tym wspomnienia

Tyle się zmienia, tyle się zmieniło
Może lepsze życie ci się śniło?
Może wszystko padło ci naraz
Bo u mnie jak na razie ciągle gra gitara
Chociaż wszystko...

This is a ghetto public announcement (weed smokers)
Roll your blunts tight
And light your joints
Inhale...slowly exhale
And that s how you get high.
(clip from Friday)
I know you don t smoke weed...i know this
But im gonna get you high...

Jeden samstag komme ich hierher
die atmosphäre ist die übliche
ich bin in Gedanken ganz woanders
und denke nocheinmal an jenen Abend hier
verwüstet von ihre Augen
mit einem Virwand hast du dich mir genähert
ich könnte den Namen vergessen
aber ihren Körper...

Right from the start you know you put me in the dirt
I never even got a chance to get away
I take all the crap from your drool attack
the years fly by and I get nothing to say
you expect me to be happy...

Io non ti chiedo niente
Il tuo saluto indifferente mi basta
Ma tu non puoi più farmi
Male da starci male
Non vali più di questa luna spenta
Ricorda che dicevi a me

Lascia che io sia il tuo brivido più grande