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