Lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Lay] Baby fuck back now you could bet a girp that I won't slip Even though I love to perk some hennessey with lemon squeee With lemon squeeze all the jerk it just might work through the night But yet we ain't sangers 'cause I keep my game tight I be kickin the stuff holding the mic with a slight grip As I light the spliff to stop the stressin' A ruthless adolescence you might become a lesson Fucking around with a gangsta Making his mail with clientele with nails down Put on My suit and clown naw playa that's what hoes do All the rhyme sales so I'm storming through But since birth but I been doing this type of shit 80 13 I'm really not that clean when I'm on the scene gangsta lean Roll info deep but our gats in the seat I would really like to creep With all the playa crew 'cause your hoe I'd be gattin' through He told me all about 'cha your spots and your whereabouts And how to catch you slippin' trippin' on that main route You say this by the kitchen I told the hoe to get a kid if he's a playa She's coming with me I got fried fo it genius for a weed bag In 92 see Pac in the jail naw nigga he's a foo' but I wasn't in the mood But I'm gonna teach this as a Lesson 1994 Yo ruthless adolescence [Chorus] Hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this Ruthless adolescence, hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this [Verse 2: Young Lay] Pay back lay back got a sac of boones Sittin in wracks with the cutties in they back room Diggity Dam dungeon cunt I split the weed smoke That my peodic come they just get keyed and making a mail paper juice in They cookin' thangs they hate this mail I will I guess I gots to make the grip I got a gap so thick it's going down it's Gonna make me shit but I ain't trippin they got me living dangerously And carrying an extra clippin' 'cause even these hoes are aiming me Instead of wanting to be blaming me But hoochie hoes is crazy hoe lifestyle changed When she had the baby now she want's to Name me but liggidy low is sex do love them to be your baby But lookin like the next dough And shit got crossed up 'cause his bitch Knew my business can I get a witness They driving fools delirious peace to the niggas That be hearing this ruthless adolescence [Chorus] Hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this Ruthless adolescence, hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this [Verse 3: Young Lay] It's no joke in this left side villa nigga My nigga Eddy's on the trigger and he's willing to kill ya So when ya step you just show that you step right And peep game 'cause niggas might be jacking tonight You never know when the scalest niggas on the move Some never lack, stay strappin, always pack dude I hit the stiff, puff the sess on my fucking turf Think to myself "Yo, these fuck niggas got they nerve" Trying to rush me to this game of stolen game of coins Until you really get smoked like joints But I [?] with a motherfucking dope rhyme I'm not the clean up on the scene but you'll be hoping I'm now about sell a [?], slap you in your mouth And shatter your teeth like a shatter from a glass house I talk about the shit that I do daily Run with the L crew, [?] pay G [Chorus] Hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this Ruthless adolescence, hittin' the clean you rather see me sober Peace to the niggas that be hearing this