a permanent marker Boys mean mugging in the club, repping they hood It's understood but cross that line, homie it ain't good It's survival of the fittest
hoping smoking dope It's like a Shermine, niggas think they learned to fly But they burn muthafucka you deserve to die Talking about you getting money, but it
, can I rap? We keep it under, no rotunda, with the fully thunder Mad traffic, and I still buddy whack it Put your name on the affadavit just to save it
fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it And so they'd rather hate it because they just can't fade it Gang related, situated, now I'm back
need to take it to make it like claus I brake it unfaded I be remainin' like say it I'm servin' hate to those perpetrated it [Chorus 2X] [Mr. Shadow
downs Anybody plays about it, my lady has sounds Homie from the Nawf side, and I'm all about mine Money paper chasing stack it up, I gotta count mine
mind, to keep in mind the casualties If that click click quick to trip, bitch it be the tragedy S.P.V. we market thee down for doing what it takes no
spots From here to the Watts Tower Niggas can feel us, do you wanna deal us? It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that Love don't love
He built his nest In the midwest The boy can flow And he be busting like Boom boom It's like I'm stuck I feel I'm cursed About to load the n9na Tech
on nigga now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on Now it's on ...
your telephone And then she lose it when you using it If sleep don't leave it on, nigga For true she will go though with it She call a bitch back from
Finest skunk, we just can roll it up and blaze it If it's gonna be shakin' it up, if it's gonna be cookin' it up If it ain't hustlin' and we got some
p Do you wanna riiide? In the backseat, of a caddy Chop it up, with do or die Do you wanna riiide? In the backseat, of a caddy Chop it up, with
hot owl" My rings like a dog, all rock wild When I flash it, everybody shocked, "Wow!" I see y'all concerned about me You ain't got to go to school to learn about
about I wouldn't talk about I'm through wit' it your crew ain't even true wit' it I see your man he's like umm nothing to do with it I know you pack
hook-up Hook it up hook it up [Chorus] Who rock this bitch We rock this bitch Who run this bitch We run this bitch That No Limit click That Wu-Tang click
's what I'm talking about Yo Kurupt, kick that! (Kurupt) I ain't shit with out my homeboys Although at times it seems Trying to make it to different