(Yeah, uh)
Who's of the punk police? Niggas run the streets, no justice, no
Fuck the law, rather draw than do time, fuck with mine 'Cross the line, my two nines go baya baya I shoot 'em Korean mothafuckers was so niggas had to burn and loot 'em Now the streets ain't at night, my niggas, straight take his life
So don't sleep my jeep creep up, how we hit 'em? Empty the clip, then dip we did 'em of shots for Latasha, that's proper Love for my niggas but a for the coppers
So what the fuck you do now? I packed a 9 year in '99, I'm packin' two now And even if they pull triggers They can one man But nothing's gonna stop the plan of true
(Yeah, niggas, you fuck with us) (Yeah, niggas, 'cuz bein' a nigga means you niggas) (Jada, ey, yo)
My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so call 'em bedrocks 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 long as you usin' them Muuah, the day that they bury me My is stronger 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 ain't with you, I'm probably beefin' with you If no money ain't involved, ain't no need for me speakin' you I know you got a gun but I'm you keep it with you
unfortunately, I'm one of them rappers that keep a pistol and You know what the Llama do, Shady Ruff Ryders, D-Block, and of Amaru Lotta honor you, probably 'cuz of the way
That you to bring the drama 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 fuck with us) (Yeah niggas, 'cuz a nigga means you love niggas) Niggas, (Nigga, you fuck with us)