Feel the pain of a soulja, a 3rd ward always known 2 pack a heater, got a army bout the size of We hit em Rugged if it's unplugged for thug lifers We be the leavin' slugs in ya crime lives Got the town locked with stock Around the workers to serve us for many murders I your town with all the gold pieces Shoot the to assure my cousin's penatantry release Payin' witnesses to they breath, don't pay when it's death, and no this ain't a Tec I'm in a full of blow niggas But I'm always high 'cause a leader gotta be up on his toes A of cops is followin' when the girls be swallowin' the evidentials Keep supplier's name Crooked cops buckin' at us Made a turn to a dead end, but 'cause the cops had us I grab the Tec and started buckin' 'cause I'd rather take half the force out before cop a squat Dee Money & B.G. The Heart Of Tha
[B.G.] Came in the clear, it in, cock it back Plot it out, I put me an one in eighteen in tha 9, I'm ready to discharge That's eighteen for ass, tryin' to play hard Got the fat bullets, the dent in the front They get sent you duck when I hear from the blunt Nigga let me get that first draw, and I'ma toast ya I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, then get more You know I bust heads, jack it like a brand new car I got the bulldog sendin' niggas to the I death threats, and then I fulfill em Two hoes think they'll survive trial a witness but I'ma kill'em My nine milli is the on side of me Hollow points is for devils that wanna me Try to me under Providence Memorial Park, I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort I just bought a ride With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the side I'm so high, and the Uptown is do or die Let's it happen, think of an action Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you buckin' or duckin' 'cause I'm 17 slugs I'm a thug All about drugs, nigga you get plugged Get out tha way, start the race, a big paper chase You get the taste of the chopper you in the face Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya I'm the trigga, so niggas in trouble
Black T Blue Girbauds, on the grind my grandma me Mack but my I never thought the of niggas would be behind me They took a shot and blind me Eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin'shorter I believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in his daughter I'll be a memory, but I ain't it Fightin' for my life, the grabbin' it Just enough strength to pull the once more I his wig and he dropped like the twig I a nigga say he wasn't dead yet They should have never said My life back, like some gangsta boy I stood up, and the bullets they was hittin' and looked up at the stars Grab the glock out the holstermy pants rest of them and said niggas I'm a You can't me They we'll see I said feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me? I took my vest off, and it on the sidewalk You never see Mac, back in the city
[B.G.] Get out the way or get up in serious gun slangin' 'cause the shit that I'm bringin' leave a busta brains I ain't half steppin', when I come for the chop I clock, meal, and rob, Connection is the mob That I'm married to, TRU to life niggas Young niggas comin' down wit shit you could feel Peel niggas wig off, soft nigga play But I see through you muthafucka I pull ya Representin' I war and die for rap game It's the only thing I know besides hustlin', so I do my Done crossed the line wit I thugged with We run out'cha body, nigga we thugs, shit So give us because we comin' direct Totin' Tecs in the projects that a nigga wet Baby Gangsta attacker my back for the jacker Then Blacka tryin' to and release the ratta-tatta lifeless? No, never I the game in a double, I bubble To overflow nigga, niggas in