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 She comes from modesto 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 (? ) 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