The Last Episode

[Verse:]

It's like one two three to the 4

Some day HBO will have my show

South central loves to be seen on cable

And you just talk while i been this state that is

Am better around like this you know

Sell 20 thousand but i live like i wouldn't go

I wasn’t really made for the exicist

Damn you could at least say you love my shit

So i think it is time now i make my impression felt

And i ain’t even going to call for extra help

I’m just a man on a mission like Mike and Pilo

There’s no money in the world that can switch my motto

OP for life hosting in Colorado

Give it to me all night i will be in the studio tomorrow

I broke down six four i don’t want to borrow

I’m coming with the ace ragtop get your goggles

Versausi got scratched when niggers got in a squabble

But you not feeling serious with high winds and cobble no

You never been on a ride like this before

I always think the song was better you know

Now i think we more copacetic

When they start saying mine better don't sweat it

Throw on the sew on i got more to throw on

I remember back in the days niggers use to

Actually put some roll on i had this feeling like I’m in heaven

That's what we came up on yea and that make you a legend

Shout out to that nigga to eleven

He don't got big rap songs

But he be out here and that's a hard job for a nigga

Especially when fools getting shotted cause the shit you saying

Let us pray let us pray that's what they say every single day in LA yea

So tell me when shit going to end since you made all that money

From that shit in the end

While the opposition has been prospering

Niggers been online gossiping i wish there was a way to hear Pac again

Damn i gotta see hip hop again even if they try throw rocks again

I got more songs for niggers you know what I’m saying yea

You know what I’m saying yea you know what I’m saying

The song went down when we hit slots in miles make me get out

On gas very often from Alcon to the car show I’m legit

I use to like tuning cars too until i quit

I had everything dipped wagon for my chick

Bike for my son i write his name on that shit

So as the chevrolet slide you know they don't got gates at Beverly Hills Heights

But i love my slice of the American pie

With 95 cents will get you a bag of fries

15 packs of ketchup on the side

Squeeze them shits squeeze them shits

Why is it so hard for me to leave this shit

And why is it so hard for you to see this shit

So before you hit the cohiba no tobacco for me only the chiba

Tell them to use your finger baby in the meantime

You know those colors is green time

You couldn’t come straighter than this on the same line

Brothers do everything good like G Hinds

You know what I’m saying yea You know what I’m saying yea

You know what I’m saying yea