How you gonna take this? a Man or a bitch? you gon' get it on nigga or you gon' I niggas in the hood gettin' rich man, I stack chips and I clips after 3 in the jail I thought life was hard some niggas started fightin', some found God you me, started sellin' leek in the yard yo, I ran into who used to have Hummers big as Hell in the wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you in here that long? you could that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong a convo is three words, "yo whattup" you ain't gotta work out to leave this cut up let a find out you on some goin' home shit and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream after the witnesses on the strength of they team I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never a nigga I got beef with end up in the jail he had a L rolled in bible blowin' the lye I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his and when I shot you in NewYork why I box you now? If I catch you in the yard ox you down you think is real really can't hold they own I'll 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home in here a gemstar is like a Milly chrome it's similar, they'll both split ya dome scars are souvenirs, always take 'em home.
You got blown over the (that ain't gangsta) Your Man ran you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta) rockin' a vest with no (that ain't gangsta) you only a thug when you rap? (that gangsta) niggas you for your track? (that ain't gangsta) you ran to other to get it back? (that ain't gangsta) niggas ran off with your (that ain't gangsta) If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that gangsta)
2:] You'd me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock I in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation when I walk by, niggas like "Fifty play Son" "yeah, somethin' really wrong that nigga..." max out, I'm goin' for the glock bust a u-turn, I'm goin' to the block the that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat down the window... out goes the heat I'll make the block look like a fuckin' trackmeet get it in the leg, some get it in the back some get it in the foot, all over their airmax nigga pump my packs or pay tax it's extortion, it happens in the often claim lives than choices, free abortions Rich Nice says I got a problem with the 'cause I put the title to the on the line twice I rock shit I stay on that block shit that 9mm Ruger to your knot see the difference is I'm and you not, kid I still stash money in my sock, shit ya'll niggas wanna pop I pop clips with your blood on my mink in the drop Six Guiliani and Pataki stop this '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP! BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP! What the fuck you know that?