(Yeah, uh)
Who's of the punk police? run the streets, no justice, no peace
Fuck the law, rather draw than do time, don't fuck mine 'Cross the line, my two nines go baya baya when I 'em mothafuckers was crooked so niggas had to burn and loot 'em Now the streets safe at night, my niggas, straight take his life
So don't sleep when my jeep up, how we hit 'em? Empty the clip, dip 'cuz we did 'em Lickin' of 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 pull their triggers They can one man But gonna stop the plan of true niggas
(Yeah, niggas, you can't fuck us) (Yeah, niggas, 'cuz a nigga means you love niggas) (Jada, ey, yo)
My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so they call 'em Niggas is like photographers, all take is headshots Your last words'll be, "Damn, what's all red dots?" Niggas, they worry me, my bars is therapy
As as you usin' them thoroughly Muuah, the day that they bury me My niggas is and tighter now Than they probably ever be And I'm a of the '70's
The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never If I eatin' with you, I'm probably beefin' with you If no ain't involved, ain't 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 know the Llama do, Shady Aftermath Ryders, D-Block, and of course Amaru Lotta people you, probably 'cuz of the way
That you used to bring the drama to, you wanted 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, like our do
(Yeah niggas, you fuck with us) (Yeah niggas, 'cuz a nigga means you love niggas) Niggas, (Nigga, you fuck with us)