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