I'm Losin' It (2F Remix)-Wadz The Funkfather

(feat. Big Syke, Spice 1) Straight out the motherf**king bay Here we go [2Pac] Lord help me, save me, Mama keep praying For a young motherf**ker trying to duck an early grave In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies Around the corner there's another n***a waiting to jack He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot Like a motherf**king thug disease Craving beats like they motherf**king drugs to me, hey What's up with B*****s trying to screw me? Do me cause I did a movie Throw the P***y to me but before they never knew me Rather die then let ya play me for a, buster And with my glock I'm a plotting ass rotten motherf**ker, huh Don't let the movie fool ya, let me school ya Screaming Thug Life n***a when I do ya I'm going crazy, getting dizzy And then I suffacate a motherf**king breather bring me back I'm telling ya I'm losing it [Chorus] Said I'm losing my mind Losing my mind [ X4 ] [Big Syke] I'm going crazy, niggas can't fade me On the real I kill when I step to ya f**king grill So let me kick it let me flip it let me get wicked I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped tickets I hang with G's flipping keys and smoking w**d I get the cash and dash and never learn to read So f**k a B***h f**k a hoe and I let ya know Because they come and go like the wind blows What am I giving how I'm living what I'm giving up You can take my life and I don't give a f**k Cause I'm the trouble most coming from the west coast Where the niggas is banging 'til the overdose Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics Nobody knows what makes my mind click Is it the demons, screaming inside of me? Hell no it's just the Thug Life mentallity I'm going crazy s**t don't phase me I'm living like a thug 'til six niggas carry me Death is on the trigga so pull it I can't take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it [Chorus] [Spice 1] Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed fire The bullet told me shoot that motherf**ker he's a lier I talked to me 3-80 like a B***h on a stroll When my niggas try to ???? Nigga, I can't get f**ked in this game I'm a psychopath My AK told me to shove him up some niggas ass I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millometer He's one of my best friends B***h ass n***a eater And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk You know that old school B***h she like to get it funked And spitting motherf**kers by the seems My grand daddy Mr. AR-15 By the evil motherf**ker Talked me into taking over a d**e turf and shooting cluckers Said he was my only family Shoot straight, and please don't jam me Got in a fight at the club my gat started talking Told me to shut the f**k up and let him do the talking I woke up and it was sick to see the guts hang I'm going nuts man Shit was talking to me [Chorus to fade]