K dot, up the phone, nigga. Every time I call, its going to mail. Don't tell me got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga. No socks and skinny and shit. Call me on Shaniqua's phone
I been A-1 day one, you niggas boo boo Your home boy, your block you're from, boo boo Lil you went to school with, boo boo Baby mama and new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 the deuce deuce 14 years going hard, like we used to on the dead homies On the homies
I give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga Our lil Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga So you better go hard time you jump on wax, my nigga Fuck what talkin' bout, your shit is where its at, my nigga Came in game, you stuck your fangs in this game You wore no chain in this game your hood, your name in game Now you double up, time to bubble up the bread and up Stickin' to the scripts, now hear if them go cuddle up Skip, hop, trip, drop, flip, flop with the tube sock It goes "Sherm Sticks, this" Thats what the product smells like the chemicals mix 50 nigga salute, out the zoo, with the extras El Cos, Carlos, Road Kings and dressers Rip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck you Asians, they fuck with you, can fuck with you
I been A-1 since day one, you boo boo Your home boy, your block you're from, boo boo Lil you went to school with, boo boo mama and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 with the deuce 14 years later going hard, like we to on the dead homies On the dead
out the caddy, just got my dick sucked The little homies called, they said, "The enemies cliqued up" Oh yeah? Puto want to squabble mi barrio? Oh, yeah? Tell 'em can run it for the cardio Oh, Everythin' is everythin', it's scandalous Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football slanderin' Niggas name on paper, you all summer The streets don't fail me now, tell me it's a new gang in town From Compton to Congress, it's set all around nothin' new but a flow of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans Red state versus a state, which one you governin'? They give us guns and drugs, us thugs Make it promise to fuck with you No condom they fuck you, Obama say, "What it do?"
I been A-1 since day one, you boo boo home boy, your block that you're from, boo boo Lil hoes you to school with, boo boo Baby and your new bitch, boo boo We was in the hood, 14 the deuce deuce 14 years later going hard, like we used to on the dead On the dead
Everybody to talk about who this and who that Who the realest and who wack, who white or who Critics want to mention that they when hip hop was rappin' if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum Y'all priorities are up, put energy in wrong shit Hennessy and Vic, my memory been gone since Don't ask about no back at award shows No, don't ask about my bitch, no, don't ask my foes 'Less you askin' me power, yeah, I got a lot of it I'm the only nigga to Snoop that can push the button Had the on standby "K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up box" I box 'em all in, by a Nah we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets I make the and get the coast involved then history repeats But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down Jay He said "it's funny how one verse fuck up the game"
I A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
I remember you was Misusing influence Sometimes I did the Abusing my power full of that turned into a deep depression Found myself screaming in a hotel I want to self-destruct The evils of Lucy was all me So I running for answers Until I home But that didn't stop guilt back and forth Trying to convince my the stripes I earned Or how A-1 my foundation was But while my loved ones was A war back in the city I was a new one