to Fat Joe You got reservations in heaven, you ready? Let's go Drop them off, then pop cristal wit Esko I'm a say he hit me first, if me and Dre talk All
leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe We got reservations in heaven, you ready? Let's go Drop them off, then the sound like Esko I'm a say ?? if me and Dre talk All
I I will split you in two Shake shake shake boom I strike, quickly being bold You're all, you're all dogs You're just dogs of the house You're
all dressed up and be Hollywood You na'mean? Where do niggas go when we die? Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga That's why we go to Thug Mansion That
dead solders hang a little loose. What.. like they shootin in the heaven like they tryin to kill a jetson's struggle is little recruits Cute, smileless, heartless, violent, childhood destroyed devoid of all
leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe We got reservations in heaven, you ready? Let's go Drop them off, then the sound like Esko I'm a say ??? if me and Dre talk All
, Wish, Krayzie, and that nigga Flesh! Wanna say what's up to all them real ass niggas out there feelin this thug shit and fuck all y'all player hatin
of these chickens, be borrowing friends clothes Got her cousin's shoes on, too small hurt the toes To all y'all haters, disrespecting the game This our
dogs They asked me who he was? Well how should I know just a wino Well we saw him in Border's tearing price tags off bibles In this game of survival of
? Let sleeping dogs lie Time stands still, the room seems frozen now Two creatures moving in a game of lose or win, right or wrong Step aside, loosen this stranglehold May heaven
run with huge rewards Mothers watch Son's walk through the door For the last time 'til they go view at the morgue Life is deep, we all just tryin' to
thinkin' about how life is yo, life's general for us, you know? how we livin' out here, you know, things we go through man, why we gotta go through this