Luniz

Girl

Luniz


[Yukmouth] 
Welcome 
Little boys and girls, listen 
A man can get caught up in things (Right) 
It's like a gridlock (Right) 
He gots ta have it (ugh ugh), his girl got his mind (ugh ugh) 
Took over his whole body, he needs her (Speak on it) 
He can't live without her (Ugh!), dig this 

Her name was Lady Heroin, I think he met her at a Chevron 
Late night stressin he caught his wife sexin with his cousin Stefan 
He told his wife to get to step on 
before I start lettin loose on your skanless ass with the weap-on 
Then since he's learnt, involved in a three year marriage 
Arguin, fightin with his wife at night, arrested by sheriff 
Embarrassed, handcuffed, go to jail in your drawers 
and all of this because his wife tried to put the knife to his balls 
And oh naw, cock the seat uhh, she tried to straight Lorraine Lee Bobbit me 
I woke up out of a dream, she was on top of me 
Screamin that's how it gotta be, holdin a dagger 
I grabbed my gat, point it at her, she dropped the dagger, I slapped her 
Months after he got out of jail, seriously hooked on girl 
Lips chapped, face pale, body skinny and frail 
Tales of a married man whose life was stressed too much 
Had to resort to snortin drugs and such just to keep in touch 
with himself, his wife suin for half of the wealth (uhh) 
And all that shootin in his veins was gettin bad for his health 
His cards was dealt, methamphetamines on the shelf 
Smokin the creamery, the greatest thing the man ever felt 
Now he's high, pull over on the bridge ??? 
Ready to die, he took his last swig of Reynell 
A livin hell, he climbed on the rail then he yelled 
"God all my life I failed" as he slipped and fell, oh girl 

[Chorus] 
Why'd you have to do me that way? 
I love you til this day 
Even stinks to think you're the one we used to stay 
Girl, why'd you have to leave for so long? 
I'll never give you up 
Never seemed to act touchable, that was the start 

[Crooked I] 
She was a gangsta ass bitch, the greatest of all time 
She took my heart and my mind, turned me to a life of crime 
Now I'm, under pressure to impress her 
I wake up, put on my bullet proof vestin 
grab my Smith & Wessin off the dresser 
then I, hop up in a chopped up rag Tre 
When I, cross your path you're havin a bad day 
Cos I, make the automatic mag spray 
Gimme the cash, she taught me to get mine the fast way 
I creep on ballers while they blaze joints 
I'm snatchin caine boulders and jackin Range Rovers at gauge point 
Under hypnosis, robbin the closest nigga 
The diagnosis - psychosis, the cirrhosis is from doses of liquor 
that I'm sippin by the picture, tryin to ditch ya 
but when ever she get dug, the bitch'll be witcha for richer 
or poorer, through sickness and health 
Eyewitness, if I shake this mistress I can handle business myself 
But I love her so much I'm stuck in her clutches 
I talk about her, can't walk without her, she's my crutches 
She showed a young nigga how to check grip 
Connectin me with the correct licks to collect chips 
And if I leave her, no question I'm destined to hurt 
And she's the reason half of the homies are restin in dirt 
It's Crooked I next, I'll probably get dropped by some metal (some metal) 
Just for comin around my girl (who?), the ghetto (my girl) 

[Chorus] 

[Knumskull] 
I'm curbside, and my girl sellin graciously 
Never no worries, and if Task kick, we skeet and scurry 
I'm posted up makin my squillion 
My mind set - I don't stop til I get a million 
But I'm seein baby momma's and grandpas gettin double 
Legit, that ain't my problem cos I bubble 
I always wonder why friends came back for mo' and mo' 
The high was fantastic, smelt like plastic but it's dope 
Scope the area before I made moves, losin gains 
was the up-and-downs in this so-called game but hey 
Take the punches and blows, put aside, the crack babies 
Dope fiend mommas and nasty hoes, peep 
I'm walkin around the spot with a bundle in my mouth 
Yay leakin through the plastic in drastic amounts 
I'm feelin wide eyed, probably lookin like a tweaker 
Spit the bundle in my palm, and tried to keep calm 
My dove shrunk down, to tens, I'm high off crack 
and damn, it didn't really feel bad 
Started thinkin, this use to be a rich man high 
I gotta high drug tolerance so I'll give it a try 
Went home and did my thang, snatched a two hundred bundle for keeps 
The shit was so good I was Pookie for two weeks 
Luckily, I bounced back, but I stopped sellin cream 
Now this is like one big dream, oh girl 

Chorus to fade