[Young State to state, slate nigga This for the nigga E'ry nigga out there who God maintainin off slangin and all dem, thangs And y'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I that (I feel that) See I done in that situation where niggaz flip birds know the gangsta, lil' young nigga Who out all night on the curb, came up from a GRAM
And bitch I got 'em warrin for 10-5, the new nigga in I'm the king of this drug ring, waitin to be crowned You havin by the ton, I got thousands by the pound And the urge to splurge for all you niggaz an ounce Ain't no with the product, long as you got the amount And every bit of my fetti, cause bit of it count I'ma in the low, rain snow hot or cold my narcotics and put my bitches on the road First nigga try and jack, watch murder go kill hoes All white, no crack, how I get it, how it go 17 years old, I'm rappin 10 at a To me, front shit ain't shit, long as I get mine And we can get down to shine, no more sellin them Put 20's on our rides, fuck with thick thighs Then you can see, how it is to be rich You ain't heard about a nigga? I be them bricks
Nightfall to sunshine, 24 shifts If crime didn't pay, I'd be still on the strip [repeat 2 3X] Nightfall to sunshine, 24 hour Look - if crime didn't pay, I'd be on the strip
Buck] I've survived off this cocaine game, and a strain to my brain to front a nigga a thang, 'bout mine he won't Conversation rule the nation, y'all niggaz the sayin Prayin I don't catch ya watch I'll take ya out the picture Money run the country, to Adolf Hitler Always been to drugs but see it's different of dealers You pay you weigh, or should I say, get my scrilla Not tomorrow but today, okay, on the real'a I ain't tryin to be a killer just a nigga 'bout his And I ain't got it, you cancel the bill collector been did your rump, put your family in the middle But I chose to be a man and keep it on that Your potnahs done told you this young runnin rebel And the load he behind if I can't get mine So robbin niggaz blind is the way I'ma play the respect my mind and if you don't you still payin
[Young I'm a for the Presidents I been hesitant, to leave 'em layin with no evidence Gotta make the of this, stack my cheese Then come back and get the of it, transportin ki's In the Benz with the kit, ride with me When you hear that Desert click it's world war 3 This ain't how it 'posed to be, but ain't no fuckin model Besides people down in hell still ice water Now how you livin nigga? When times come can you stand nigga, or you gon' run yo' tongue? What's that on yo' arm? You feel like it make a Well let me get that and yo' charm, but turn around and to 10 Can't turn soldier in one day, the thug just be within your blood or yo' family, the streets gon' tell how good you But see I'm a nigga {edited} in his face Since 12 I had a beam servin them cakes