i can’t win lyrics – 5150

[chorus x8]

the green and white
is on my back
trying to bring me down

[phone rings x3]

pacific bell with a called call from
yeah i do
except the phone call

[verse 1]

i take a look true my book
and the days of a crook
sh*t i took
and i cooked
and a cop got shocked
wasn’t fine with a group
call 7-9
come true the town
wasn’t hard to find
put my foot up in the pen
i had to stack my bank
ben frank’s
of this cocaine base
and i would
die for this
cause i
strike for this
try to take my gat
and then my
nine gonna speak
cause you should know i served time
and it’s going to paid-me
but the old g’s told us n*gg*s to just keep on stepping
cause these bustas
is coming to bust us
so put some muscle in your hustle
and just row with the punches
and since that day
i began
to pack a m*th*-
f*cking gun
we weren’t not sleeping
when i was about my scratch
i had to had that fat sack
to make my pockets fat
remember all them late nights
remember all them hood rat b*tches
on my m*th*f*cking d*ck
cause i had these riches
put the cops on my jock
cause i’m slangging rocks
on the block
h*lla high thinking i cant be stop
but these bustas
kinda shady
trying to pay me
fade me
tip the cops off
to where i get my rocks at
god tham
i can’t win
now i’m locked up in this
m*th*f*cking pen

[dial tone…]


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