Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
You don't wanna be behind wit
2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And its startin' to decline
I'm steady losin' my mind so I take
coach I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the games
on the line
But change the numbers on the sign
get me off up this pine
When we're fun we do
Its time
Verse 2
I don't take no coach permission
I always play my position
I'm a leader but I listen they tell
me the time is tickin'
But I still ain't gonna let em
'nd your stomachs butterflyin'
If you miss it you a loser
If you make you da flyers
Ghettos supposed to the the highest
but always remain humble
As long as you walkin' up you
long as you not at the corner
As long as those grays good you
can do what the fuck you wanna
I ain't tryin' to be a preacher
nor your mother or father
If you don't give a fuck y the fuck
Verse 3
on the line
You don't wanna be behind wit
2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And its startin' to decline
I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the games on the line
But change the numbers on the sign
get me off up this pine
When we're fun we do
Verse 4
Its time
your team or drive through trash
I lift up, now you school me
to find a new basket
But if you found me you no
the song so y you askin'
I upped in the stands
sneak at peek at ya ho
In the crowd to the beat sneak
a squeak on the floor
Tsh, to get me into college
you'd best pay me
Give me a core 'nd help
Shoot dice at lunch and wont
show up for practice
Me and Jordan got the same
kinda hang I'm a
Verse 5
When the games on the line
You don't wanna be behind wit
2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And its startin' to decline
I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the games
on the line
But change the numbers on the sign
get me off up this pine
When we're fun we do this every time
Verse 6
that
When I talk real good to you its not a game
You no what I mean
Its false I let other men play games
I'm just talkin' to you ma
Verse 7
not a playa
They tell ya nah they tell me yea
Their rhymes say I make 3 point
shots look like layups
I pick 'nd roll wit whoever
You see these letters on my jersey
My 45 is cold brotha, take a look at it
Murph threw a ball through his legs
'nd back wit it look like
hot sauce did it
Big leads a sinner brotha he thought
bowls were hella hard
I'm a point like a guard 'nd
Him 'nd JV need a better car
Better car? who better car?
Him 'nd JV need a better car
So put me in coach, so put me in coach
Verse 8
You don't wanna be behind wit
2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And its startin' to decline
coach I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the games
on the line
But change the numbers on the sign
get me off up this pine
When we're fun we do
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