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Full Blown No Way Out

yourself to blame. To blame for my pain. No way out. Times have changed and my feelings changed, accept that nothing will be the same. No way out. From this place, no way out

winter, still pull a baller wit my jimmies Drive a Ta-hoe, wit plenty cash flow He know, anything I touch I blow And I crush a show, wit my luscious flow Gotta crew full

Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicoes And the Navajos, it's just the way this player knows

Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills

out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of

nothin' nice But if these niggas wanna roll in my hood, yo, then fuck it Break out the whole world, boys, blow up the fuckin' bucket Niggaz pulled out

of the hustlers on the block Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea Suck the blood out or in this case the dough Roll with the blow till considered

drugs Either way I'm six figures before my first record I'll stunt y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla I got the brown bag full of money

Jerome I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome I remember when we run fatta get him knee blown