it old) [Liffy Stokes] I live my life drownin' in homicide Never let the drama slide We killaz quick

was such a dirty game [Lifty Stokes] I hold my glock to my chest, yes my steel is cold I pray to God to come

by not an hour when I don't try to be like you You were gassed, stoked and rarin' to go and you were that way all

[Sara Stokes] Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Adjust ya radio Boy you got me tripping, boy you got me tripping

'll Be in a grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay [Chorus 2x's] [Liffy Stokes] It's Liffy

mob niggaz don't die [Liffy Stokes] Mob niggaz ain't go' never die We in the lot, callin shots

[Liffy Stokes] I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers My mob's full of go

He raised the stake And broke the soil And phrased the stroke That takes the oil And stoked, erased

[Mannie Fresh] Hey y'all locked on to Fuck A Bitch Records this ya boy big daddy long stokes and I

down the sunpus course for a word of all that never was stoke up the silvermouthmachine and snatch its