Niggas, hangin' on the cut Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 ounce of Niggas, hangin' on the cut Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 of Gooden Niggas, deep on the cut Sippin' on a 40 ounce of Gooden
Ain't changed in my hood since '86 And 1987, I was into the clique All the triflin' bitches in my hood moes And all the ass niggas rode vogues
Drop Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy Coups Firin' up fry flaggin' out the roof ? Car crush portion and fresh paint Eight in the back you my Alpine crank
All of my niggas they had a truck of dope 'Cause in the gang you can get it by the boat It's 1993 new are being broken If you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin' 'Cause if you bangin' then you gots to be smokin' 'Cause if you ain't then you gots to be smokin'
'Cause I remember back when the nigga had Seen him at the pipes and now the nigga is a dope fiend how a nigga, sold a key or two Is on his ass and all of a sudden he remember you
cool, I'm the niggas man Reachin' out his arm to shake a nigga hand But I just walked and left his shit to hang back in the game I had a motherfuckin' thang
And that's why I walk with my hands on my A nigga say, "What up?", I look and I say "This" And I give a fuck if the nigga gets pissed if he wants a chunk, I'm a get up in his shit
Huh, it ain't shit, yeah I you knew It ain't
Creepin' comin' up a yellow Put my in park and drunk a St. Ises with my homey on fast times, past times and shit Smokin' on some bud I came acroos my nigga
I gave my boy some dap and asked him the haps Chillin' with girl and a gat across his laps I knew he had some drama, I didn't even to ask it Now where them bitches at it's time to kick some asses
He what had happened and now I'm thinkin' FUCK I'm callin' up south it's time to get 'em up My motherfuckin' neighborhood is quick to get with Never showin' fear these niggas never had it
trapped, quick to go to war Quick to kill your ass and to jack your car So if you see shit then I suggest you punch it 'Cause what's about to happen, you may not be to stomach
Killers killers steady smokin' fry So nigga lay it down or die die with my family, you dick is in the paint So don't think that it's shit 'cause it ain't
Shit to brake 'em off I'm brakin' 'em off with Siggedy south iggedy acres no motherfuckin' punks And drive-by ain't the motherfuckin' shit 'Cause plot hits after motherfuckin' hits
Killin' you ass for kicks shit for the murder And since you want me to die you to die 'cause you deserve ta Now here take this slugs (bang) 'Cause fuckin' with the kid is the of being drugged
Mister Face the hardest nigga being heard 'Cause all I in this world is my balls and my word I'm sick of motherfuckers thinkin' they run Until you to face wiith Scarface you ain't done shit
I'm off you mark ass niggas With a slug from a glock I'm a born killer, I really thought you bitch I'm slappin' and cappin' fools