I Go To Work

I'm the dead body creepin through the streets on the East side Took about 3 shots victim of a homicide Do a drive by in a second Leave you all bloody and tattered lying on the pavement Nothing can save you when I'm in a homicidal rage Nut up and then start unloading the 12 gauge Sawed off pump in your ass bitch Say your prayers bitch, cause your headed to the casket Then to the graveyard A little advice never perpetrate and act hard Cause when you are dead muthafucka aint shit to lose Still gettin my hustle on and payin helly dues Aint got shit to prove to you marks and you bustas Always stay strapped cause you know I cant trust you It's lights out before I put you in the dirt It's ya dead homie Blaze bitch I go to work [Chorus] I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work in my neighborhood Puffin on blunts, baggin up yay, and always up to no good Cause I'm a gangsta been to the grave and back So stop on my corner and get your fuckin car jacked Cause I don't play like my homies always say We runnin with a hatchet Psychopathic (ay-yay) Every day ya homie Blaze is on the streets Bustin down Pinewood brandishing heat Until just the other day when I was walkin on my own A sucker tried to hit me for my stack and my cell phone Tried to play me G till he got a peek Of my pitch black eyes right before I shattered his teeth And broke his jaw then watched him fall lifeless You should have seen his face it was priceless Just another lesson hoe what you stressin hoe Cause through the streets I lurk I go to work [Chorus] I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide Now I'm rollin in the jacked up buckin Bumpin Twiztid puffin herb like fuck it Make a left on the one way thats when the boys in blue got behind me With they lights and sirens 30 seconds of silence Then I unloaded a clip Dumpin on pigs wit the hollow point tips So don't trip I still gots to get my green Rollin down your street, fleein leavin a murder scene Then a right, left, then a right to a chop shop Sold the bucket and a rock To a smoked out bitch in a '92 Ranger That's the way it is in the life of a gangsta Or a hustler, quick to dust you I could lose an arm and still murder 40 of you Watch your back when Blaze got a smirk on You could be the next muthafucka I go to work on [Chorus] I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide I go to work everyday Baggin up yay Clockin major chedda loc' I'm all about my paper roll I go to work on the East side jackin sucker bitches' rides Doin hella drive bys just another homicide