歌詞
Yeah, yeah, I just wanna tell you somethin' Somethin' about it, somethin' about it Real nigga I come from this real shit Yeah yeah yeah yeah Hey, you're something, this is the discussion Daddy was a rolling stone and I was just a youngin Mama she was broke and we ain't have too much of nothin' Little sister cryin' dry your eyes girl I'll go hustlin' just to get it Just dry your eyes oh dry your eyes Even I'd do wrong to make this life go right Loner, motherfuckin' stoner Mama say my clothes they smell like resin marijuana My reply is "Mama, blame it on that corner" Puttin' food up on the table and some ache up in my order Mama I'm a soldier,.44 by my scrotum Promise you won't cry when I go sell that soap and soda Oh no no