(Yeah, uh)
Who's afraid of the police? Niggas run the streets, no justice, no
Fuck the law, rather draw than do time, don't with mine 'Cross the line, my two go baya baya when I shoot 'em Korean was crooked so niggas had to burn and loot 'em Now the streets ain't safe at night, my niggas, straight his life
So don't sleep when my jeep creep up, how we hit Empty the clip, dip 'cuz we did 'em of shots for Latasha, that's proper Love for my but a glock for the coppers
So what the fuck you do now? I packed a 9 last in '99, I'm packin' two now And even if they pull triggers They can one man But nothing's gonna the plan of true niggas
(Yeah, niggas, you can't with us) (Yeah, niggas, bein' a nigga means you love niggas) (Jada, ey, yo)
My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so call 'em bedrocks Niggas is photographers, all they take is headshots Your last words'll be, "Damn, what's all red dots?" Niggas, nowadays they worry me, my bars is
As as you usin' them thoroughly Muuah, 'til the day they bury me My niggas is and tighter now Than probably will ever be And I'm a product of the
The hood got niggas on punishment, why they never leave If I ain't eatin' with you, I'm beefin' with you If no money ain't involved, no need for me speakin' with you I know you got a gun but I'm you keep it with you
'Cuz unfortunately, I'm one of them rappers that keep a and You what the Llama do, Shady Aftermath Ruff Ryders, D-Block, and of Amaru people honor you, probably 'cuz of the way
That you used to bring the to, whoever you wanted to You a leader when you can get a to follow you But anyway, goes on, so I'll see you I art in Heaven, like our fathers do
(Yeah niggas, you can't with us) (Yeah niggas, 'cuz bein' a nigga you love niggas) Niggas, (Nigga, you can't with us)