Artist: Stalley f/ Ty Dolla $ign Album: Ohio Song: Always Into Something Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Stalley {El-Eleva8 the motherfuckin game!} [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] +100 Miles and Runnin'+, +Alwayz Into Somethin'+ Yellin +Fuck Tha Police+ - (FUCK THA POLICE!) - like I'm +Straight+ up +Outta Compton+ +Real Niggaz Don't Die+ (nope), +Appetite for Destruction+ Just a +Nigga Wit a Attitude+ (attitude), +Alwayz Into Somethin'+ [Stalley] Impala on eights, dope boys on crates Swiss movement on watch, 45 on the waist Got a million dollar hustle, a rich nigga fate White cocaina, rockin up on the plate Alpina Beamer, with the Cavaliers plates {MY NIGGAZ DRIBBLE DOWN IN VA ON THE RUN FROM THE DEA} That's when niggaz wore button-ups and white-ups like H-O, V-A, and everybody had +'Ye+/yay before +808s' & Heartbreak+, the streets was a shark tank Pu-pu-put money in the gold link and loyalty was everything! Your lady held you down, with or without a wedding ring Sellin dope wasn't settling, if you could smoke it they was sellin it Hard grind peddlin, street nigga pedigree, tryna leave a kingpin legacy Pockets fat like Ledisi, thank you to the Heavenly Father for them dollars that got us straighter than the letter T [Chorus] [Stalley] +Dopeman, Dopeman+, that's what they yellin Pockets full of stones and an automatic weapon Teenage outlaws, rebels without cause Lost in this jungle where everybody is 'flage Middle finger to the law, best friends lay in morgues and they wonder why our attitude's raw A real nigga never take a fall, that’s on God or never take on the false façade Before that happens, niggaz blocks gettin taped off +Appetite For Destruction+, that's how we all function and we get it how we live, even if it's gun bustin Number crunchin with +8-Balls+ for fiend's luncheon Anything to keep from ribs touching Benz bumping, I blame it on Cube He says it gets funky, a subject and a predicate Eff the police, that's a gangster nigga's etiquette And this nine filled with cop killers that's sitting on my hip [Chorus]