(feat. Liffy Stokes, Sko)
[Chorus 3x`s]
He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay
[Sko]
L-E-G-I-T Ballaz
Screamin` stop killin` for dollars
From G-I, from the South to the Westside
From the D-I and where I love, Darkside
I forever got my pride
Forever guide my guys to a better mindstate or phase
To replace all the wicked ideas erased
All the fears about the payroll
What you say Lo about Sko
We representin` the Chi, do or die for real
Niggaz caps gettin` twist off they tops for real
The conflict`s in the hearts of many men for real
The convicts in the Pen holdin` plenty steel
Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field
Tabasco ain`t gon` let it ride though
Let my brother fat folk
I thrill for the kill
Smoke me a ?
Never runnin` from the mill boy I`m runnin` the field
It`s the eternal Lord feel cemeteries revealed
Prophecies prophetcized stuff bein` fulfilled
And to another man I`ll never kneel
Until I see Allah, fate`s comin` from the wheel
And baby girl, you can check it you can dig it here
If yo nigga try to test it, you can bet it he`ll
Be in a grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay
[Chorus 2x`s]
[Liffy Stokes]
It`s Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke
Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke
Never see me in yo city broke
In the club spendin` 50 notes
Leave with 50 girls and 50 Folks
And we all tote scopes
Guarded like the Pope cause we got that bomb on the dope
G-stacks in our coat
Niggaz ask, we ain`t hoes
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