Fly Out - Chopped & Screwed

We here I said we here

The back of Tha Carter

The back of Tha Carter II

Yeah this here is the end of Tha Carter II people

Hey yeah

I got the game on ball and chain

I threw the key in the train I'm like the key in the truck

I spent a G on these frames though my vision is priceless

Seeing through you niggaz like a f**kin' psychic

Hearin' through the grapevine niggaz wanna hate mine

Say my name and die in the daytime

You catch my drift man you better be Peyton

Boy the heat's on they make a peace bond

I'm in this b**ch throwin' up the seventeenth sign

Straight frowns no daps strapped three times

A Tec11AK 47 one Beretta ready for whatever

Tell them p**sy niggaz come together

Heavy wetter ni**a super soaker wetter ni**a

Six feet under flowers you ain't nothin' but a petal ni**a

I'm just a little ni**a tryin' to be a civil ni**a

Thirty years old sh*t that'll be a different ni**a

Quit it Wayne your mom is listenin'

But she ain't really trippin' 'cause the pots is piston

Them niggaz trippin' until the shots whistling'

Hear them bullets sizzle like a cobra at attention

I gotta b**ch and quit callin women b**ches

As long as she don't worry 'bout the ** in the kitchen

No preventin' the crime I gotta get it

I'm admitted to the game true playa no quittin'

There you go shittin' on a way a ni**a thinkin'

Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin

Is this the future and crime is to no one

I live everyday like this is the sure one

Train in the tidal wave this is the