B:] Lost of a one Relative in commander to the game of life, in which one chose to to as a gangsta Enter my my heart My emotional Can you it? Naw Can you it? If you haven't that nature of life, it's gutta
Cobe] I got this Don't worry Cause I got the On my back, I Drive the streets on me Tryin to my life But I don't a What about Grip thang that back You wanna be (GONE) goner (GONE) In the (GONE) Another (GONE) In a (GONE) Bendin' (GONE) Finna (GONE) soldier (LONG GONE) In the (grave [x7])
B:] We are the mighty Middle We do not hate us or die
[Mddl Yeah fatboy slow, but a nigga ain't Ho limped through the door, lay a on his d*ck Open up tha door, nigga standing "shit" Fifteen bricks, same price for a hit Nigga I done it, it ain't gotta be a lick And if I'm plexin with you patna then the choppa gon Shootin up ya corna make a sound "Swish" But I low so gat the chopper don't miss.
B:] No the gon hit Bound to leave ya dome ya bodily functions Have me you gon shit Middle fingaz, strong Bun B, the spit Put you six feet Why not a long sit Long walk, short have a long flip Got the on lock And got the on whip Tell momma we comin so don't trip
[Mddl If I Tee, don't worry me I'm a G I how to handle niggas tryin to come up on me to run up on me you gon try me in a bag Drinkin a IV So appreciate ya While you got left Ya life's a got permanent PMS And my only fear of death is So it ain't for me to make you niggas ER patients soldier in the grave
[B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, four Prayin that you 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 trade these So a square nigga And I budge plea bargain now, nigga save it for the judge I have you niggas lookin like a strawberry fanta Did so much, done burned myself, retire my SOUTHWEST got them movin doja Some X But they mostly movin With in tha holsta We never tha toasta Face could wind up on a in peace poster in peace? No suh Pissin on ya Then get real with it and go fuck ya wife So think One for you and ya life Band I-T, the soldiers like I shoot tha dice
B:] For my Bad Ass Bam, I'll open ya head For Young Lo, I'll let forty-fo fill ya with lead For Big Munsta, I'll pull out the and straight squeeze it Behind Sean Wee cut you off at the knees For the Band I-T, I'll close range ya the mac And for K.S.O lot, I'll put the to ya back Middle Finga, ain't a act uncut coke Don't play us for a joke get ya bitch-ass smoked We go for