Bun B - Highway To Hell lyrics

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] I'm a no good sinner, ain't been to church in a minute Next time I go I might be front row with my suit tailor fitted Bet they put kush up in my casket optimos with some swishers My soul won't rest until my n***as smoked them b**hes that did it On any given day, you could be nothing but a pistol play Lookin for a n***a with some bricks to weigh Put a bullet in em we could split the ye Gotta be up on em when the liq come through Hit em at his crib what his clique gon do? Show up at the door with the mask on and if his family home then we gon k** them too Hold on- now thats some cold sh** As I approach this drugged out hypnosis Now my blunts is way too laced up I must have doubled my doses Got me posted feeling hopeless and lokin with no emotion Through my actions at the moment I'm knowin just where I'm goin Straight to hell [Chorus] I live on my cellphone Can't eat till the scale gone I gotta make this money even if I don't make it wrong My fist on my scale man One foot in the jail man I'm flying down the interstate I'm on the highway to hell [Repeat x2] I'm talmbout that talmbout don't talk aloud when you talkin bout this n***a what you talkin bout b**h? Ya'll hoes ain't talkin bout sh** [Verse 2: Bun B] Sittin in a crib with a mac and a pump and a nine and a k and a sack and a blunt Had a little beef in the back with a chump now I'm thinkin bout more than just smacking him up Ain't that serious but I just made it I appreciate how we played it Now I'm finna leave the boy sedated Put his a** in the ground, straight faded Stand in my nickel plated Body chunks and steel and plastic Should I just let him make it? I mean he already got his a** kicked What kinda point imma make that I ain't already made with my hands? Do I need to inflate my ego makin him do that murder man dance? Damn What if I give this n***a a chance and let him walk away And he decide he want revenge and run up on me another day? Today I got the drop on a b**h But tomorrow he might be faster God please forgive me if I have to go ahead and just k** this ba*tard [Chorus] [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] I'm a no good sinner, been sellin dope all winter But by summer 2002 imma be on chrome spinners And my cousin got me coppin c**aine from some cold k**ers By the fall of 2002 I f** with the wrong n***as On any given day, never bring the f**in police this way Heard he got caught with a brick but the motherf**er snitched and just got released this May Talmbout that talmbout n***as named gettin called out Take a stand on me b**h and maf**as bound to get taped up at yo mamas house Now thats some cold sh** As I approach this drugged out hypnosis Lace my blunts with pharmaceuticals I quadruple my doses Just the usual Freddie f**s with them shooters ho So dont get get your sh** shot up b**h But you know where you could go Send em straight to hell [Chorus]