[Young State to state, slippin nigga for the block nigga E'ry nigga out who God damnit maintainin off 'caine and all dem, thangs And y'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I feel that (I that) See I done been in situation where niggaz flip birds Y'all know the gangsta, lil' young Who thugged out all night on the curb, up from a GRAM
And bitch I got 'em warrin for 10-5, the new in town I'm the king of drug ring, just waitin to be crowned You money 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 bit of my fetti, cause every bit of it count roll in the low, rain snow hot or cold Finish my and put my bitches on the road nigga try and jack, watch murder go kill them hoes All white, no crack, how I get it, how it go 17 years old, I'm 10 at a time To me, front ain't punk shit, long as I get mine And we can get to shine, no more sellin them dimes Put 20's on our rides, fuck with thick thighs Then you can see, how it is to be rich You ain't heard a nigga? I be servin them bricks
Nightfall to sunshine, 24 shifts If crime didn't pay, I'd be still on the strip 2 lines 3X] Nightfall to sunshine, 24 shifts Look - if didn't pay, I'd be still on the strip
[Young I've survived off this game, and it's a strain to my brain to a nigga a thang, 'bout mine he won't complain Conversation the nation, y'all niggaz know the sayin Prayin I don't catch ya wit'cha watch I'll take ya out the Money run the country, similar to Adolf Always been to drugs but see it's different kind of You pay what you weigh, or should I say, get my Not but today, okay, it's on the real'a I ain't tryin to be a killer just a nigga his cheddar And I ain't got it, you can't the bill collector been did your rump, put your family in the middle But I to be a man and keep it on that level Your done told you about this young runnin rebel And the load he carries behind if I get mine So robbin niggaz blind is the way I'ma the game Gotta respect my mind and if you don't you still
[Young I'm a for the Presidents I never been hesitant, to leave 'em with no evidence Gotta make the best of this, stack my Then come back and get the rest of it, ki's In the Benz the leather kit, ride with me When you that Desert Eagle click it's world war 3 This ain't how it to be, but ain't no fuckin role model Besides people down in hell still want ice Now how you livin nigga? When hard times can you stand nigga, or you gon' run yo' tongue? What's that on yo' You feel like it make a man? Well let me get that and yo' charm, but around and count to 10 turn soldier in one day, the thug gotta just be within your or yo' family, the streets gon' tell how good you been But see I'm a young {edited} in his face 12 I had a triple beam servin them cakes