[Chorus: Dave Hollister] - 2X
That`s when I was wylin out
I couldn`t care less about
Someone gettin hurt, I did my share of dirt
[Perion]
I went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I`ll call, everyday that I`m gone (alright)
Need connections, to make ends meet ma
In both directions, just to stay on my feet (huh)
Thinkin bout me when I got mouths to feed
A spouse and two seeds (yeah) they need me to eat (that`s right)
Take out time to check myself
Thinkin it wasn`t really me, silly me
No wonder you can`t feel me, thinkin while I`m out I`m cheatin
Wylin out and freakin - blacks, whites and peurto ricans
While I`m hardly sleepin (me and the kids hardly eatin)
Seekin God for help cuz we hardly speakin (that`s right)
If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
to see that I was wrong, now David sing the song (uh-huh)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Hahz the Rippa]
Yo, aiyyo I sold drugs, sold coke, weed and dope (whattchu need?)
Sold shirts and socks, I even sold soap
Got too small for me, I sold my old coat (uh)
Walked in jewelry stores, and stole gold ropes (yes I did)
Look around, it`s no cops, I wanna shoplift
but who gon` give me a lift to go shop? (watch out!)
Get my rhyme on, clothes I tried on
and I walked out with, like the ones I got on (yeah)
Commitin crimes, fiends; I was givin `em dimes
Under 25 and was still livin with moms
I just love the dough, I gotta get plenty (yo)
Used to trick with strippers with counterfeit twenties (whassup)
The streets that kept me hungry and left me bummy
I sold candy for my school and kept the money (alright)
In stolen cars I`m gettin chased -- I had to chill cuz
(Dave: I was bout to catch a case!)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Roy Jones Jr.]
Yo
I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
I wasn`t carin about, how none of `em felt
They wanted to hang around me, like one of my belts (alright)
But I kept it movin, city to city, kitty to kitty
Throughout the states I was fifty for fifty
Get it with force, she fine; she could get it of course (alright)
Niggaz are warned, she married; she could get a divorce
Stayed up the rest of the night, right after the fight
Went from room to room, I was boom boom boom (room to room)
Fulfill ya fantasies with Roy Jones Jr. (what)
Girlfriend or wife, ya better hold on to her (uh)
A man`s gotta do what he`s got to do
She`s in my hotel room - why she not with you? (alright)
It`s like three in the mornin, she just stoppin through
As she walks in, her trenchcoat was droppin too
Light-skinned, long hair, yeah I popped her too
Yo I`ll send her to ya room soon as Hahz get through
That`s how we got down, I done stopped now
My mayne Peri` got a brother on lock down (on lock down!)
[Chorus] - 4X (w/ adlibs from Dave Hollister)
