| I started small time, dope game, pushin' on the corner | |
| Twenty cent cook up, fifty flippers if you want 'em | |
| Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin' marijuana | |
| Cops rollin' up on us, my neighborhood's like a sauna | |
| Pistol grippin', insurin' won't nobody run up on us | |
| But if they do, fuck 'em, we murderous nickel-dome 'em | |
| I ain't playin' no games, | |
| I'm on a mission fo' the change | |
| Motherfuck bein' a lame, | |
| I'm ten toes in the game deep | |
| I can't slip, this whole world want me sleep | |
| See I hustle like a predator and prey on the weak | |
| And playin' for keeps, 'cause see, it's a thin red line | |
| Between a nigga gettin' his, and me gettin' mine | |
| And plus I'm a nigga with that feelin like it's my time | |
| And anybody standin' in the way of that is dyin' | |
| I bust nine, how many times | |
| I gotta warn you? | |
| I ain't the one, be pushin' buttons in the sight of my gun | |
| I'm the real live version of the | |
| Corleone family | |
| So I spit this clearly, so you hoes'll understand me | |
| One wrong move, and | |
| I'm a have to leave you for the goons | |
| Catch you slippin asleep in your bedroom and then | |
| Get you Audi, now what the fuck was this dude thinkin'? | |
| You can cheat the rules of the streets, and not leave stinkin'? | |
| I can squeeze without blinkin', | |
| I'm a cold blooded nigga | |
| Bank robber | |
| I'm a natural born killer | |
| Drug dealer, anything it took to survive | |
| Even if it took a nigga to die, | |
| I'm a gangsta | |
| I got a brick from a sucker that he wanted to move | |
| But the whole while | |
| I'm cookin | |
| I'm like, fuck this dude | |
| It's on, thirty-six zones of my own | |
| Keep the money fo' myself and take the work back home | |
| Call that nigga on the phone | |
| I just got knocked | |
| And the cops was askin' 'bout you, come get me hot | |
| Never showed, so fuck him and the money that | |
| I owedI got a get rich quick scheme, steppin' on the dough | |
| It's cold, but that's it, | |
| I'm on it like | |
| I want itAnd twenty-eight cash and change, the whole game on it | |
| That means | |
| I'm on my feet and | |
| I can front the homies | |
| DBreak 'em off a couple of | |
| C, and double up they fee | |
| Takin' over, shoot up they spot, make it hot | |
| And when the cops dry it out, put my work on the block | |
| And if they wanna ride for they corners we ride right with 'em | |
| Dummy move, whole thing, the goon squad get 'em | |
| I can squeeze without blinkin', | |
| I'm a cold blooded nigga | |
| Bank robber | |
| I'm a natural born killer | |
| Drug dealer, anything it took to survive | |
| Even if it took a nigga to die, | |
| I'm a gangsta | |
| No mo' petty rock hustlin', | |
| I'm in for the run | |
| And I'm fo'sho | |
| I'm gone' be murdered for this shit that | |
| I doneBut | |
| I'm a die standin' up 'cause | |
| I'm a stand up nigga | |
| Fuck dyin' like a bitch on my knees, | |
| I'm a killer | |
| So don't nobody cry 'cause | |
| I was destined to get it | |
| Just remember, | |
| I'm the one who took the dope game and flipped it | |
| And pimped it, and destroyed everything in the way | |
| Of me seein' first motherfuckin' light of the day | |
| A trigger man, deadly as fuck with a loaded | |
| AKSpot my enemy and kill him the | |
| American way | |
| I turned a dream into reality, with a fuck you mentality | |
| Silencin' all these niggaz in the neighborhood who challenged me | |
| Family grievin' from they loved one's mortality | |
| He ain't got a reason to die then kill him | |
| I can squeeze without blinkin', | |
| I'm a cold blooded nigga | |
| Bank robber | |
| I'm a natural born killer | |
| Drug dealer, anything it took to survive | |
| Even if it took a nigga to die, | |
| I'm a gangsta | |
| Right |
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