G-G, G-G, No peace talks, no flags No mercy, I'm yo ass
Niggas done heard my click how we stay wit the toastas Blood in, out, la kostra nostra You don't wanna bang wit the I'll have doc removin' fragments your chest They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I hope He Thirty I let off don't curse my kid They say fifty blew up, fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I out And you see I'm that same nigga that he start to roar I think he's flyin' eight outta eight on movin' You run, you still dyin' check my resume, I am oh so Mama ain't no chump, I don't talk no pocco
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 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me But I it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by
There once was niggas that tried to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic This four five has made a lot of guys (Yeah) The truth come out, 'stead of a lot of lies Some niggas catch a case and 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' niggas like a cigar get it poppin''
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may 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 Sticks and stones may 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 real 'round here, you surrounded by
I'm tired of you niggas 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) 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 in high school (Ah) You can tell I came a long way in' my sense, home (Ah huh) That's why them niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat for free, I paid my dues I even freestyle for free I gave 'em a break, flew over (Right) But it's kinda hard to get 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 than a pole (Yeah)
and stones may break 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 real here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the may hurt me But I it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by