(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 mothafuckers was crooked so niggas had to and loot 'em Now the streets ain't at night, my niggas, straight take his life
So don't when my jeep creep up, how we hit 'em? 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 their They can one man But gonna stop the plan of true niggas
(Yeah, niggas, you can't fuck us) (Yeah, niggas, 'cuz bein' a nigga you love niggas) (Jada, ey, yo)
My dimes the fiends go to sleep, so they call 'em bedrocks Niggas is like photographers, all they take is Your last be, "Damn, what's all these red dots?" Niggas, nowadays worry me, my bars is therapy
As long as you usin' them Muuah, 'til the day that bury me My niggas is stronger and now Than probably will ever be And I'm a product of the
The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they leave If I eatin' with you, I'm probably beefin' with you If no money involved, ain't no need for me speakin' with you I you got a gun but I'm hopin' you keep it with you
'Cuz unfortunately, I'm one of them rappers keep a pistol and You know what the Llama do, Aftermath Ryders, D-Block, and of course Amaru Lotta people honor you, probably of the way
That you used to bring the drama to, whoever you to You a leader when you can get a to follow you But anyway, life on, so I'll see you When I art in Heaven, our fathers do
(Yeah niggas, you can't with us) (Yeah niggas, 'cuz a nigga means you love niggas) Niggas, (Nigga, you fuck with us)