How you gonna take this? like a Man or a you gon' get it on nigga or you snitch? I represent in the hood gettin' rich man, I chips and I unload clips 3 Summers in the jail I thought life was hard some niggas started fightin', some niggas God you know me, started 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 think that, but say that and yo' ass is wrong a convo is three words, "yo whattup" you ain't gotta out to leave this bitch cut up let a nigga find out you on goin' home shit and you tryin' to without payin' a loan, shit some niggas beat on the strength of they cream after the disappeared on the strength of they team I'm hard as Hell to get wit' so it never fails a nigga I got with end up in the same jail he had a L rolled in bible blowin' the lye I sent him a little kite to be blowin' his high and when I shot you in NewYork why I box you now? If I you in the yard I'm'a ox you down niggas you think is real really can't they own I'll 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home in here a gemstar is a Nine Milly chrome similar, infact they'll both split ya dome scars are souvenirs, always take 'em home.
You got blown the jack? (that ain't gangsta) Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that gangsta) rockin' a vest with no gat? (that gangsta) you only a thug when you rap? (that gangsta) jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta) you ran to other thugs to get it (that ain't gangsta) niggas ran off with your (that ain't gangsta) If you ain't ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
2:] You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on I stay in a box cats be when I'm visitin' pop-ulation I walk by, niggas like "Fifty don't play Son" "yeah, somethin' really wrong with nigga..." max out, I'm straight for the glock a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block the things that'll happen if niggas say I eat down goes the window... out goes the I'll make the whole block look like a trackmeet some get it in the leg, some get it in the some get it in the foot, all over their airmax nigga pump my or pay poor tax it's extortion, it happens in the often claim lives than choices, free abortions Rich Nice says I got a with the dice 'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line I rock shit 'cause I on that block shit that 9mm Ruger to your knot see the is I'm real and you not, kid I still crack money in my sock, shit ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop with your blood on my mink in the drop Six Guiliani and Pataki can't this since '86 my whole pop Criss.
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP! 1-3-4 BLLLAAAP! What the fuck you about that?