Eminem and Stat Quo - Tryin' Ta Win
(Uh, uh, uh)
Stat Quo, Alchemist (yeah)
In retrospect respect, due to stress I almost lost my life
My baby momma so much drama I gotta pay that price
I'm a trip, I hate hoes on one hand
The other hand I want me a wife
Cop the Jag' then lace her with ice
Leave the mall with bags, yeah right (yeah right)
Skeet on that freak and dip the same night
Fly a kite bitch, buddy colder than a ice pick
Fuck you and your best friend, I'm quite skick
Plus a mack third leg make 'em throw fits
I don't trust her nor love her, that's some bullshit
Ol' girl pregnant, now she's headed
To the delivery room to have yo' baby
Dawg, that's your lady (muhfucker you crazy)
Fuck that broad, she's shady
Aftermath, bitch, I'm sway-zy
I was latex lazy, that pussy had my vision hazy
But Zaire's here, my only son and baby
I mean Zaire's here, my only son and baby
I lost a whole lotta dollars (oh), a whole lotta friends (come on)
Who can I trust in the end? (Who can I trust in the end?)
As the globe keeps spinnin' (woo), we all keep sinnin' (uh)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
I lost a whole lotta dollars (yeah), a whole lotta friends (uh)
Who can I trust in the end?
As the globe keeps spinnin' (come on), we all keep sinnin' (hoo)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
I don't roll with a whole lot of niggas (no)
The more niggas you roll with, the more niggas wanna kill ya (kill ya)
Thought they was your la familia
Now you're tied up blindfolded (blindfolded), and death is near ya (woo)
Fucked in the game and act like dames
Over fame just watch the change, change (yeah)
Muhfuckers so quick to complain
All the beef fly like planes, make the sane insane
Look what Cash Money did to B.G., Juvenile and Wayne
The root of evil with much disdain
Of course they go against the grain ('gainst the grain)
To maintain, tryin' to obtain big things
Jealousy and hunger make the TEC go-
Now you on the floor, blood leakin' out your brain, man
That's the way it is
That's how it be, that's how we live (how we live)
Watch your back (back), 'cause these kids
Tote ammo and they'll split your wig
I lost a whole lotta dollars (oh), a whole lotta friends (yeah, come on)
Who can I trust in the end? (Who can I trust in the end?)
As the globe keeps spinnin' (woo), we all keep sinnin' (uh)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
I lost a whole lotta dollars (yeah), a whole lotta friends (uh)
Who can I trust in the end?
As the globe keeps spinnin' (come on), we all keep sinnin' (hoo)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
I lost a whole lotta dollars (oh), a whole lotta friends (come on)
Who can I trust in the end? (Who can I trust in the end?)
As the globe keeps spinnin' (woo), we all keep sinnin' (uh)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
I lost a whole lotta dollars (yeah), a whole lotta friends (uh)
Who can I trust in the end?
As the globe keeps spinnin' (come on), we all keep sinnin' (hoo)
All 'cause we tryin' to win (all 'cause we tryin' to win)
Shady narcotics
Shady
Written by:
Alan Maman, Stanley Bernard Benton
Publisher:
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