G-G, G-G, No peace talks, no white No mercy, I'm yo ass
Niggas heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas Blood in, blood out, la kostra You don't wanna bang wit the I'll have doc fragments from your chest They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I He forgives Thirty shells I let off don't my kid say fifty done blew up, fifty you changed you stunt, I pull out And you see I'm that nigga that when he start to roar I think he's flyin' eight outta 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 it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may me But I take it like a man, you beg for your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks
There was some niggas that tried to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic This four five has a lot of guys 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 nigga change his I play my part, and while you shootin' up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a cigar Let's get it
and stones 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 real 'round here, you surrounded by Sticks and may break bones 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 Shit is real 'round here, you by crooks
I'm tired of you niggas with your may be We gonna be here forever, you're like baby teeth (Ah huh) I'm in and out the clubs, A D D (Right) Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty (Right) (Yeah) niggas tellin' out the blue So you 'em off the bridge At they'll have to helicopter you The Jimmy in the bags, the bell or hop will do I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in school (Ah) You can tell I came a way in' my sense, home grown (Ah huh) That's why them little niggas in the love me You provide the beat downs for free, I my dues I don't freestyle for free I gave 'em a break, flew seas (Right) But it's kinda hard to get homie sick when blue in the trees Sit and try to play your role wit the copies I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone (Yeah)
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 is real 'round 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 your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too Shit is real here, you surrounded by crooks