B:] Lost of a one Relative in commander to the of life, in which one chose to adapt to as a gangsta Enter my my heart My pain Can you it? Naw Can you it? If you haven't that nature of life, it's gutta
Cobe] I got this worry momma Cause I got the On my back, I Drive through the on me Tryin to my life But I don't a What about Grip that that back You wanna be (GONE) Another (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 Fingaz We do not accept us or die
[Mddl Yeah fatboy slow, but a nigga quick Ho through the door, lay a nigga on his d*ck Open up tha door, standing like "shit" Fifteen full bricks, price for a hit Nigga I done it, it ain't gotta be a lick And if I'm plexin with you patna the choppa gon piss Shootin up ya corna make a like "Swish" But I low so gat cause the chopper miss.
B:] No the gon hit Bound to leave ya split Lose ya functions Have me think you gon fingaz, strong click Bun B, the strong Put you six under Why not have a 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 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 only of death is reincarnation So it shit for me to make you niggas ER patients soldier in the grave
[B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, four Prayin you niggas trip Lookin for trouble Finna bust you bubble And I don't give a fuck about your meal mug We can go toe to toe, or trade these So catch a square And I won't Don't plea bargain now, nigga save it for the I might have you niggas lookin a strawberry fanta Did so much, done burned myself, retire my SOUTHWEST got soldiers Some doja movin X But they movin yola With in tha holsta We never leave tha Face could wind up on a rest in poster Rest in No suh Pissin on ya get real nigga with it and go fuck ya wife So twice 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 open ya For Young Lo, I'll let forty-fo fill ya with lead For Big Munsta, I'll out the Thompson and straight squeeze it Behind Wee I'll 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 glock to ya Finga, this ain't a act This coke ever play us for a joke You'll get ya bitch-ass We go for