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Obie Trice( Obie Trice III )
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Follow My Life (Featuring Nate Dogg)
Lyricist:Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Christopher H Jasper, Marshall Mathers, Fredrick Nassar, Louis Resto, Obie Trice, Christopher Wallace
Yeah, uh Let ya'll niggaz know me Yeah, woo
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered Big lips, popped out placenta Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither Pop leaves shit but a name, Obie
Elementary homie that's how it started In garbage, retarded, gainin' that heart Fuck niggaz, claimin' they hard, a nigga come home touched My motherfuckin' momma bangin' me harder
Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow That's what she told me, little punk, blame that on your father So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin' to fuck with the kid
Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious Niggaz on the corner gettin' money, rockin' jewelry Allowance, nigga that ain't man shit Cowards, nigga that ain't man shit
I had to prove to myself How these niggaz same age as me calculatin' this wealth So I got me a clique and niggaz, what? Workin' one sixteenth, like nigga we can clean up
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Two for one, here, here take this, two for one Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fuck with
Summer '94, I'm gettin' a little dough Taller than my momma, so I'm listenin' to her nose I'm listenin' to them hoes scream 'O' And I'm listenin' to them O's go chop
P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin' on the block, summertime I call her auntie, she cop three at a time Throw a extra bump bringin' Cline I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losin' my mind
Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin' I steady mob, I'm dyin' in this game I ain't lyin' Sellin' so much coke forgettin' it's a crime
Flyin' down I-75, pocket full of dimes Give a fuck about the radar on me Bumpin', Big Poppa, nigga Who tryin' me?
Get off the goddamn truck Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit Put your fucking hands in the air Bitch
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Follow my life, homie from start 'til now Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers
Yeah, all my of life Only my momma know Obie, Obie Trice, Shady and it's crazy, motherfuckers
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