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Artiste : Rylo Rodriguez
Titre : Home Run
(What´s happenin´, Chi Chi?)

All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground

Them hoes who ain´t wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain´t even see the mound (Ooh, yeah)
Don´t play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain´t tell me he was turnin´ on me
Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I´m goin´ in
Won´t stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I´m not goin´ in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits

Niggas from my hood, they hatin´ on me, thought they would love that shit

Niggas like my brothers, we was in the huddle, we ain´t see the championship
Can´t trust nobody, even ´round my niggas, I take one out the clip
They murked my dawg, I clear my bank account ´til they all get killed
I hear they talkin´ but this money louder
I ride around with that raw but ain´t caught no chowder
I ride around with that raw but I ain´t caught no fish
Yeah, we put a dick in every handgun, ain´t gotta piss, yeah, ayy
Them guys cool but we ain´t feelin´, we on no buddy shit
I fuck with shit but I can´t lie, that´s ??? bitch
The only nigga should cuff that ho is a deputy

I give every rap nigga in my city, hope, what it is
Money on my mind, I can´t think clear
Seventeen hunnid on the PT, I won´t drink beer
No chaser
Yeah, fuck the law, they gon´ have to chase us
Hellcat, I took off from the Trackhawk, yeah, yeah
A triple of Hi-Tech red, I better not duck off
President Rollie, if they assassinate me I made it to see twenty-one
I´ve been eatin´ low, so bad, I give my heart to anyone
Hope you don´t break it like they done
Hope you don´t take off like they ran
I damn gave that- eight bands
If I didn´t, then what, I´ma name your baby
I remember when I used to have twenty dollars

I ride around with ten racks like it´s nothin´ now, yeah
Roaches in that cereal box, yeah, we came from poverty
Best friend worked at Wendy´s, that was my first robbery

All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain´t wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain´t even see the mound (Ooh, yeah)
Don´t play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain´t tell me he was turnin´ on me

Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I´m goin´ in
Won´t stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I´m not goin´ in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain´t wanna fuck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain´t even see the mound (Ooh, yeah)
Don´t play me like they say you let me gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain´t tell me he was turnin´ on me

Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I´m goin´ in
Won´t stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I´m not goin´ in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits