Niggas, deep on the cut Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 of Gooden Niggas, deep on the cut Sippin' on a 40 ounce of Gooden Niggas, deep on the cut Sippin' on a 40 ounce of Gooden
Ain't shit changed in my hood '86 And 1987, I was into the clique All the triflin' bitches in my hood smoked And all the ass niggas rode vogues
Drop Monty Carlos, El and Caddy Coups Firin' up fry hoes out the roof ? Car down crush portion and paint Eight in the back you hear my crank
All of my niggas they had a truck of dope 'Cause back in the gang you can get it by the It's 1993 new bounds are broken If you bangin' then you gots to be smokin' 'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin' 'Cause if you ain't then you gots to be smokin'
'Cause I remember back when the had green Seen him at the and now the nigga is just a dope fiend how a nigga, sold a key or two Is down on his ass and all of a he remember you
Everythings cool, I'm the man Reachin' out his arm tryin' to shake a nigga But I walked away and left his shit to hang 'Cause 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 could a fuck if the nigga gets pissed 'Cause if he a chunk, I'm a get up in his shit
Huh, like it shit, yeah I thought you It ain't
Creepin' up a yellow stonin' Put my shit in park and drunk a St. Ises my homey Reminisced on times, past times and shit Smokin' on some bud I came acroos my Kick
I gave my boy dap and asked him what's the haps Chillin' with girl and a gat across his laps I knew he had drama, I didn't even have to ask it Now where were them at it's time to kick some asses
He told what had happened and now I'm thinkin' I'm callin' up south acres time to get 'em up My motherfuckin' neighborhood is quick to get static Never showin' 'cause these niggas never had it
trapped, quick to go to war Quick to kill your ass and quick to your car So if you see some then I suggest you punch it 'Cause what's about to happen, you may not be able to
Killers killers steady smokin' fry So nigga lay it or die motherfuckers die with my family, you dick is in the paint So don't think it's shit 'cause niggero it ain't
Shit to brake 'em off I'm brakin' 'em off chunks Siggedy iggedy acres ain't 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 me to die you gots to die 'cause you deserve ta Now here take this slugs (bang) 'Cause with the kid is the grounds of being drugged
Mister mister Face the hardest nigga being 'Cause all I have in this world is my and my word I'm of motherfuckers thinkin' they run shit Until you face to wiith Scarface you ain't done shit
I'm killin' off you mark ass With a slug from a motherfuckers I'm a born killer, I thought you knew bitch I'm hoes and cappin' fools