[Young State to state, slippin slate This for the nigga E'ry nigga out there who God damnit off 'caine and all dem, thangs And y'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I that (I feel that) See I done been in situation where niggaz flip birds Y'all the gangsta, lil' young nigga Who out all night on the curb, came up from a GRAM
And bitch I got 'em for 10-5, the new nigga 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 to splurge for all you niggaz want an ounce Ain't no problem with the product, as you got the amount And bit of my fetti, cause every 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 punk shit, long as I get And we can get to shine, no more sellin them dimes Put 20's on our rides, fuck hoes with thighs maybe you can see, how it is to be rich You ain't about a nigga? I be servin them bricks
Nightfall to sunshine, 24 hour 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
Buck] I've off this cocaine game, and it's a strain to my brain to front a a thang, 'bout mine he won't complain Conversation rule the nation, y'all niggaz know the Prayin I don't catch ya wit'cha watch take ya out the picture Money run the country, similar to Adolf Always been to drugs but see it's different of dealers You pay you weigh, or should I say, get my scrilla Not but today, okay, it's on the real'a I ain't tryin to be a just a nigga 'bout his cheddar And I ain't got it, you can't cancel the collector Coulda been did your rump, put your family in the But I to be a man and keep it on that level potnahs done told you about this young runnin rebel And the load he carries if I can't get mine So robbin niggaz blind is the way I'ma the game Gotta respect my mind and if you you still payin
[Young I'm a for the Presidents I never been hesitant, to 'em layin with no evidence Gotta make the best of this, my cheese Then come back and get the rest of it, transportin In the Benz with the leather kit, with me When you hear that Desert Eagle click it's war 3 This how it 'posed to be, but ain't no fuckin role model Besides people in hell still want ice water Now how you livin nigga? When hard come can you stand prison nigga, or you gon' run yo' What's that on yo' arm? You like it make a man? let me get that and yo' charm, but turn around and count to 10 Can't turn 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 nigga {edited} in his face Since 12 I had a triple beam servin cakes