B:] Lost of a one in commander to the game of life, in which one chose to adapt to as a gangsta Enter my Fill my My emotional Can you it? Naw Can you it? If you haven't experienced that nature of life, it's
[Chorus: I got drama worry momma Cause I got the On my back, I through the streets on me Tryin to my life But I give a What about Grip thang that back You wanna be (GONE) Another (GONE) In the (GONE) soldier (GONE) In a (GONE) corners (GONE) Finna (GONE) soldier (LONG GONE) In the (grave [x7])
B:] We are the Middle Fingaz We do not hate us or die
[Mddl Yeah fatboy slow, but a nigga quick Ho through the door, lay a nigga on his d*ck up tha door, nigga standing like "shit" Fifteen full bricks, same for a hit Nigga I done it, it ain't gotta be a lick And if I'm plexin you patna then the choppa gon piss up ya corna make a sound like "Swish" But I low so gat cause the chopper miss.
B:] No the gon hit to leave ya dome split Lose ya bodily Have me you gon shit fingaz, strong click Bun B, the strong Put you six under Why not a long sit walk, short pier Mane have a flip Got the streets on And got the on whip Tell momma we comin home so trip
Fngz:] If I Tee, don't bout me I'm a G I know how to handle tryin to come up on me to run up on me you gon try me in a bag Drinkin a IV So ya breath While you got left Ya life's a They got PMS And my fear of death is reincarnation So it ain't for me to make you niggas ER patients Another in the grave
[B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, clips Prayin you niggas trip Lookin for trouble Finna bust you niggas And I don't give a about your happy meal mug We can go toe to toe, or trade these So a square nigga And I won't Don't bargain now, nigga save it for the judge I might have you niggas lookin a strawberry fanta Did so much, done burned myself, retire my SOUTHWEST got them movin doja Some X But they movin yola With guns in tha We never tha toasta Face could wind up on a in peace poster Rest in No suh on ya gravesite Then get real nigga it and go fuck ya wife So think One for you and ya life I-T, shoot the soldiers like I shoot tha dice
B:] For my nigga Bad Ass Bam, I'll ya head For Young Lo, I'll let forty-fo fill ya with lead For Big Munsta, pull out the Thompson and straight squeeze it Behind Sean Wee cut you off at the knees For the I-T, I'll close range ya with the mac And for K.S.O lot, put the glock to ya back Finga, this ain't a act This uncut Don't play us for a joke get ya bitch-ass smoked We go for