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The best in the
Yea, about that time, ya heard?
We the best nigga, we back

I sit alone in my dirty ass
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my ass room
Starin' at candles, on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

By myself in my four corner room watchin' Boiled
I feel I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My bullet on run, flats late at the night
look for Cuz

Just ride through his hood and I see that chump
jump out the truck and dump my gun
You ain't neva do it so you scared of that kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off

Too much of that music, nah, this reality rap
I go through it in interrogation rooms
I crack, nigga, I don't got none for ya
Talk to my lawyer,

Nowadays is hard to
Be careful where you pull that trigger, got you on film
They got eyes in the sky, we surveillance
That on star on car track everywhere you've been

Gotta what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
They wanna sneak and peak of my home
I'm and it's not the weed
In my rear view mirror these cars, follow me

So I rights and lefts, lefts and rights
Till I stop seeing those headlights
Then I circle my block to make sure it's
Before I go upstairs to my four room

I sit in my dirty ass room
Starin' at candles, high on
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
on you niggaz

I sit alone in my ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

I be alone in my hot ass
Smokin' dope, bullets in my clip for you
I even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me cool
I even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma find you

Eventually it happens this
At the club with his boys, at the mall his bitch
Nigga think gon' be a fight
Death comes to those who me up

And you could beg me to but I just keep
Puttin' pressure on the 'til you fast asleep
a baby
(Son up)
no maybe
Coulda, shoulda, shot back, you too hasty

I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, Mary and
(Oh my God)
If that's it is, nigga I'ma live
You not playin' me like the neighborhood
(Ayo, Mary)

I sit alone in my dirty ass
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10
Schemin' on you

I sit in my dirty ass room
at candles, high on drugs
All alone wit my on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you

Yeah, that's right, you how we do it nigga
(Uh, huh)
I sit up all night and on your head nigga
(Oh, we comin')

It's not a fuckin'
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
Oh, we comin' nigga that
(If he should happen to write name down)

We around gettin' this money on tour
You know I'm sayin'?
(Should he out)
I ain't got time for you bitch ass niggaz
But um, this I got some time

You know what I'm sayin'? I just put some work in
(Yea we fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
It's they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, where the we at

You betta stop, and roll nigga
(Uh, huh)
And it's on and poppin', on drugs, that's right
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10

I use to drive a AC and kept a Mac in the

Is this is it,
Have you heard of a dude
(Yo, the P)
it that stingy mothafucka
With an full of money?