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