Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't That ain't from muhfuckin' New York That nigga be out there with Cali niggas Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that nigga West That that always with them New York niggas
them with that nigga, man, that nigga ain't from the West Coast Man, fuck Pac, fuck that nigga, nigga ain't really down Rapin' ass nigga, I didn't do it fuck it with that Fuck nigga, man, fuck that nigga, let that nigga go to jail And fuck that nigga, that nigga, fuck you too nigga
style out this muthafucka niggas Throw ya in the air If you got Jeep ya speakers pop I want police Trying to pull niggas on this one
We taking this one to the whole 'nother Gutter style, Thug style, you me Things that we can do as a real G We dead yet, hit me
I got my Hennessey, find ya In a room full of niggas to hide ya hoes I'm getting high off Buddha, the times be slow I keep my mind on dough, you find me broke
And who me, a nigga livin' life a G In that artillery, niggas off of me I can't sleep in these wicked times Peep, niggas after me they see I'm stacking G's and heat
You can holler if you to please I ain't runnin' no punk crew bleed and my range is on, you're in the danger zone My fuckin' game is
Hotline you suckas find ya mind I got mine from and busting them rhymes To my niggas up in Quentin down on Riker's rile but a nigga gotta use his styles
These niggas don't know my Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the courts but my was wild ass niggas don't know my style,
These don't know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the courts but my was wild ass niggas don't know my style
I could be wrong but I never got along with like they stuck from making niggas duck from Glocks And all the time my full of thoughts of ends I'm rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz
My fake friends say they love me but I they lie 'Cause in the dark see they hearts' of homicide My mama cried when they took me off to Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this
I hear some sucka like the demon's inside Will 'em awake in the morning, only the survive I cry but in my own way, swallow my Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas die
Cemetery full of brothers I buried, it's down Even now I wonder will I still be My hometown is the gutter, I was born a I came up out this dust my heartless style
These niggas don't my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas know my style
These, niggas don't know my to smile juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my
I remember, uptown, huh, got to get to to Mr. Magic up the hits and even though I had habit Makin' words rhyme, I was caught up in the Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the whole nothin' but truth
Halloween eggs from the project roofs And and Lee young G's with a gift of gab And tryin' to hook up the hookers Who was to stab, remember mama's cooking
No school straight hookin' and tryin' to get with light she good looking And jumpin' over 'cause we ain't paying Call the cuties cuss but we only playing
I'm prayin' I can get a buck no I had to move around a lot, my moms was stuck I had family but I was way too Had to move to the West to regain my
These don't know my style to smile juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the courts but my was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't my style
Scream, niggas know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem Try to put me in the court but my was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't my style
I scream, niggas know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the courts but my was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my
These niggas don't my style Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my
These niggas don't know my to smile juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the court but my was wild ass niggas don't know my style
These niggas don't my style Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the motherfucking court but my force was bitch