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