G-G, G-G, No peace talks, no white No mercy, I'm yo ass
Niggas done heard about my click how we wit the toastas in, blood out, la kostra nostra You wanna bang wit the best I'll have doc removin' fragments from your They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I hope He Thirty shells I let off curse my kid They say done blew up, fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I out And you see I'm that same nigga that when he to roar I he's flyin' eight outta eight on movin' targets You run, you still dyin' my resume, I am oh so loco ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me But I take it a man, you beg for mercy your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by
There once was some niggas that to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in' surgery This four five has made a lot of apologize (Yeah) The truth come out, 'stead of a lot of lies Some niggas catch a case and then they hard A couple chest wounds will make a change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin' up I'm smokin' like a Cuban cigar Let's get it
Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me But I take it a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, lookin' for it too Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for Keep your wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
I'm of you niggas with your may be beef We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like teeth (Ah huh) I'm in and out the clubs, A D D (Right) Dark Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks (Right) (Yeah) These tellin' out the blue So you hang 'em off the At least they'll to helicopter you The lived in the bags, the bell or hop will do I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in school (Ah) You can I came a long way in' my sense, home grown (Ah huh) That's why them niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my I don't even freestyle for I gave 'em a break, flew over (Right) But kinda hard to get homie sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your wit the copies I put more staples in yo ass a telephone pole (Yeah)
Sticks and stones may break and the shells may hurt me But I take it a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for Keep your eyes open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks