B:] Lost of a one Relative in commander to the game of life, in which one chose to to as a gangsta my mind Fill my My emotional Can you it? Naw Can you it? If you haven't experienced that of life, it's gutta
[Chorus: I got drama Don't worry Cause I got the On my back, I Drive through the on me Tryin to my life But I give a What that that thang Cock back You don't be (GONE) Another (GONE) In the (GONE) soldier (GONE) In a (GONE) Bendin' (GONE) Finna (GONE) Another (LONG GONE) In the (grave [x7])
B:] We are the mighty Middle We do not accept us or die
[Mddl Yeah slow, but a nigga ain't quick Ho limped through the door, lay a nigga on his up tha door, nigga standing like "shit" Fifteen bricks, same price for a hit Nigga I done done it, it ain't gotta be a And if I'm plexin with you patna then the choppa gon Shootin up ya make a sound like "Swish" But I low so gat cause the don't miss.
B:] No the gon hit Bound to leave ya split Lose ya functions Have me you gon shit Middle fingaz, click Bun B, the spit Put you six feet Why not a long sit walk, short pier Mane have a long Got the streets on And got the on whip Tell we comin home so don't trip
Fngz:] If I Tee, don't worry 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 appreciate ya you got some left Ya a bitch They got PMS And my fear of death is reincarnation So it ain't shit for me to make you niggas ER soldier in the grave
[B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, four that you niggas trip Lookin for some Finna bust you niggas And I don't a fuck about your happy meal mug We can go toe to toe, or these slugs So catch a nigga And I won't Don't plea bargain now, nigga save it for the I might have you niggas lookin like a strawberry Did so much, burned myself, retire my bandanna SOUTHWEST got them movin doja Some X But mostly movin yola With in tha holsta We never tha toasta Face could wind up on a rest in poster in peace? No suh Pissin on ya Then get real nigga with it and go ya wife So twice One for you and ya momma Band I-T, the soldiers like I shoot tha dice
B:] For my nigga Bad Ass Bam, I'll ya head For Lo, I'll let that forty-fo fill ya with lead For Big Munsta, I'll 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 Middle Finga, ain't a act This coke Don't play us for a joke get ya bitch-ass smoked We go for