Walk Out

And in here is where the heroine boil And I also got a large pot of cigarette or you, that Embalmment fluid illiterate are you? That's OK man I got the medicine for you I got, I got, I got the infediment for you Got that vitamin D or UG for your shorty One window to let the dawn in Cause we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning We dump in and pump out I showed you this window for you to jump out You on the backyard lawn where a nigga got the ganja growin' No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sam's or Jakes Round here its all gravy, ham and steak Mama cookin' that up here have a plate That's mama Carter she's a basket case But I make sure her sandwich is a napkins straight You pic with this picnic and I'm at your face I say I'm at your throat, this was the carter slam the coke, go