Yo, lets get it popping up in yo Yeah, it go Yeah, thats I was lookin' for Ayo, it out son Im'ma show these how we do it 1] Before we did raps, we did Murders, Cousin, what you know about When y'all be out clubbing I be deep in discussion tryin'a my little cousin not to blood in keep for the Pen, Lucky got another buck in shame his motherfuckin' baby mother cluckin' She be out with some coward that ain't about Rumors say she put out for not even an outfit everybody riding or dying We own this game, tryin'a buy in Frontin' you pop iron, stop lyin' I'm a nigga so ill I punch Math and then Science Saigon, the man the 2 brains and 3 hearts Swift enough to build retards Rap epitome, academically smart That aint even the deep Me and my men end fight that we start If I one of the lot of you, the stacks is unstoppable On as long as poppable, Cracks is choppable If its logical, I'll bottle you, beat the outta you Go to your Wake and beat outta whoever says "Bye" to you This is what I do, and if you was me? you'd bottle you too 'Cause you'd a bitch nigga like you (Word to nigga, if you was me? Nigga you'd put 1 in your brain too nigga) If you be for death and dont be giving an eff Then hit a pig in the and say yes (yes!) If you be puffing the cess and sunk in the S punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!) If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta bust slugs that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs Hold a blunt in your right and raise your You so you should just say yes (yes!) 2] Ayo they trapped me in this enviroment Blocks so hot, they need to fire the cops and some Firemen Thugs get to early retirement If they blaze head, you made your bed, nigga, now lie in it Need to stop denying it, pressure? you aint it 1 nigga get mercked, at you on some cryin' shit Yeah I cry when I see my little get murdered Not 'cause he died, but 'cause the shit looked like it And I'm a thats observant I seen the when it first hit, his face when it first split And still no than 20 minutes later Im on the block, same glock, with the same pen and paper You an innovator S to the A to the I, show niggas what men are of Before you see me in The Source, you'll see me in the paper for poppin' a cop or dockin' at a women raper If you be living for and dont be giving an eff Then hit a pig in the and say yes (yes!) If you be puffing the cess and laying in the S Then punch a punk in the and say yes (yes!) If you a gangsta, hustla, that bust slugs Nigga dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs Hold a blunt in your and raise your left You blessed so you should say yes (yes!) 3] Ayo, you I'm better than you Front, get a few in you Just 'cause I aint have better to do See what Beretta will do? Turn a perfectly functioning human to a veg-et-a-ble We wettin' you from your to your shoe Yo the only attention you gon' now is medical dude And if the shotty you, fuckin' coroners will body box you Call the guy that I bought to chop you To hell ya crew, you be spittin' that shit thats not true My niggas have lived and died for this shit since High School Funny how rappers talk out ass but aint about shit So I set 'em on and use gas to put it out with They cowards, bout they 'bout it, but we doubt it The rhyme wont make you a thug, nor do fatigue We box, nigga we plots tempers than Ewoks Lace the Reeboks, you three blocks then *Gunshot noises* 33 shots biaaaaaaatch little faggot, motherfuckers in the game yo yo, I rep for niggas son you what type of niggas I rep If you be for death and dont be giving an eff Then hit a pig in the and say yes (yes!) If you be puffing the cess and laying in the S Then punch a in the chest and say yes (yes!) If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta that bust Nigga that dont hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs Hold a in your right and raise your left You so you should just say yes (yes!) Word is bond son, I told y'all like 15 years ago that niggas was coming for that shit That real niggas was gonna re-emerge and take niggas off the map And now time is here baby, its 2k