key's if you fuck wit these Law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police We gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit What the fuck you figure? Timbaland boots, forty-fives
t Three seconds in this paint will make any outside shooter faint Wait for you to blink So when you wake up and can't wake up, you know exactly who to
't judge you for knocking Because the spirit of the ghetto says "You Gotta!" They snatch you again from rock flippin' Give back into the neighborhood, you
trust me you don't wanna start problems the pound will make you Eddie Curry wit a heart problem So if you on the block wit only a few grams man then you
everythang that happens to you So tell me do you have someone who you can call on? Do you have somone that you trust? And will they always be around you to protect you? Will
bad, happy or sad (Good or bad, happy or sad) To me you mean the world, no matter what it is you say I always will be there for you So no, no matter
Yeah, ooh You n****s know what time it is? It's time for that gangsta s*** We ain't got s*** to live for You either headed for the pen Or you're on your
think that I've forgot you I hear that thug that we used to rock to Just when I think I'm gettin' on without you Somebody passed and asked me about you
in the building, I rock the house Yo, you now rockin' wit da best, one of the best Best believe, boy, I look so fresh Just tellin' you how I feel We
in case we cridash, in my ride So, sliiiide, before I call the medics You can bet bitch you couldn't get fly if you were FedEx Can I, drop the
do gotta motion chirp, like Impalas For niggaz who rock Timbs, Gortex, or new Walla's You're facin', the Cochise of operation And if you ain't tastin' you
hangle with weights found in the lake I'm off the chain my man you tied to the gate First you caught a case, second you caught a fates Third you caught
feelin', just for the thrillin' We bust feelings, dump bodies in crushed buildings Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin' I thought you knew you
mad as hell You talk a good game but I don't believe in you Be smoking lotta blunts but I got more weed than you I guess I see you on the charts in the
If you was a pussy you'd get fucked If you was a dick you'd get circumsized You better back the fuck up or I hurt them eyes Fuck with Goldy you be hoein
See this gold? I bought it all Now every night you young freaks call You see my car? It's my best friend So it you touch, you'll meet your end Time will
't know where You come out here you better act scare 'cause we don't play don't come my way When you sudden didn't fight you will say Front me 'cause
Feds we ain't runnin' no coke factory (All you motherfuckers is lookin' at us rock jewelery and shit That's all you are) Tell the Feds we ain't runnin