| Yeah, yeah, know what | |
| I'm sayin'? | |
| Straight burn biscuits, baby | |
| Yeah, give it to 'em raw, uncut | |
| Turn them headphones up | |
| No doubt son, no problem | |
| Creepin' it though, baby | |
| It's gangsta, the truth gonna come to the level | |
| Yo, as this blood flow through my veins | |
| I stand before this mic with a stepped up game | |
| Some things, when | |
| I look, how they never gonna change | |
| It ain't a thing, niggas wild, then | |
| I'm cockin' that thing' | |
| Cuz you know with every action there's a reaction | |
| And there's no known cure when | |
| I'm sick with the clappin' | |
| How many times it have to happen, niggas talkin' like they generals | |
| They just mere captains | |
| The streets there's rules, slugs hit 'em with infractions | |
| And then there's | |
| Hollywood, if you want some fuckin' acting | |
| You got these niggas out mis-representin' they hood | |
| Give 'em heart now they icin', | |
| I'm like nigga what's good?' | |
| Cuz you know how | |
| I get with these macks and these techs | |
| Blaze 'em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep | |
| Play around find yourself getting' cheated by death | |
| Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best | |
| You know a nigga, | |
| I be tryin' to chill | |
| But now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(No doubt) | |
| There comes a time in every nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| And here I go again, grabbin' my steel' | |
| Cuz now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(Run 'em) | |
| There come a time in ever nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| Ay, yo, don't make me have to body something | |
| Fuck you and what you known for, to me you're nothin' | |
| I don't see why in the world to me you frontin'? | |
| And if you was that nigga then you still mean nothing | |
| Homes, my gun is bustin'(What?) | |
| Fuck all y'all niggas my stomach is touchin' | |
| And I be right there on | |
| Murdle Ave, come through | |
| You bitch ass niggas wouldn't know what to do | |
| I get bullet proof love, pounds and hugs | |
| You get extorted by the thugs that grew up in your hood | |
| You get killed fuckin' with | |
| P, you really should | |
| Not do that, | |
| I use that, lugar good, catch a bad one | |
| Ran Dunn raggity, you got fucked up and left for dead in the street | |
| Yo, who wants it with | |
| Hav? Who want it with | |
| P?Not near one of y'all and | |
| I put that on me | |
| But if [unverified] | |
| You know a nigga, | |
| I be tryin' to chill | |
| But now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(No doubt) | |
| There comes a time in every nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| And here I go again, grabbin' my steel' | |
| Cuz now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(Run 'em) | |
| There come a time in ever nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| Yo, believe me dog there's more than | |
| Cockin' and squeezin' and afterward | |
| That nigga still be breathin' | |
| And who gonna snitch if you lucky to leave it then? | |
| For a reward nigga just might turn you in | |
| I take it further and | |
| I might just murder him | |
| That mouthpiece all together, | |
| I'm curbin' him | |
| It's very clear and there's nothin' to blur my lens | |
| It's very real, ain't got no time to pretend | |
| Yo, feelin' it thugs, | |
| I dump a magazine on you | |
| DunnI'll run up on you niggas with the master glove | |
| Dunn, there's nothin' for me to snap and get on tilt | |
| I know it's nothin' for you, the pain to have me killed | |
| I respect the laws of war and love, | |
| I live by them shits | |
| Y'all niggas not ready for this | |
| You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed | |
| Spray it Dunn, straight out, shit it when them guns come out | |
| You know a nigga, | |
| I be tryin' to chill | |
| But now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(No doubt) | |
| There comes a time in every nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| And here I go again, grabbin' my steel' | |
| Cuz now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(Run 'em) | |
| There come a time in ever nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| You know a nigga, | |
| I be tryin' to chill | |
| But now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(No doubt) | |
| There comes a time in every nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| And here I go again, grabbin' my steel' | |
| Cuz now then | |
| I'ma hafta run these niggas a drill(Run 'em) | |
| There come a time in ever nigga life | |
| When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something | |
| We've got to learn to swallow our pride | |
| It's hard just to let things ride | |
| Maybe one day things will change | |
| As of right now, let me show you something |