One Seventeen

I'm not taken no chance tonight

I'm gonna pack me a gat tonight

I'm gonna sell me some sacks tonight

And if it all goes well and I'm stacked tonight

We can all kick back and we can laugh tonight

Your off track tonight, and if you snooze you lose

You slept we crept, Your being broke your bruised

Thats the life I choose, guns drugs and booze



And we can get down right here in the street

You choose to live on your knees 

I'd rather die on my feet



Shelia is a mess - o

And you confessed 

I don't wanna let go

she will do her best though

Death to confession

Everythings ok

If she goes and says so



She's gonna load em up

Tie it up now boot it up

Shoot em up shoot em up

Cigarette now smoke it up

I got my crew them up

Cigarette now smoke it up

She not my sister 

I love to watch ya tear it up



And we can get down right here in the street

You choose to live on your knees 

I'd rather die on my feet