[ 1: mc ren ] Niggas in the hood lookin at me Tellin niggas like they wanna my old lady Same fuckin every day at 8 o'clock Nigga, start my day off raisin off the I throw the khakis on, with the Never when a nigga might hit the dirt I'm thinkin, how in the fuck can I get high Mix the blunt with some malt liquor These niggas that I love, I don't trust em, but I stay to em In case I do em We from the same set, but that don't shit no mo' I be with the .44 (.44) My hoe be tellin a nigga to peel caps back Cause I know where them niggas they shit at Shit be on my mind, return a shot Broke as fuck, it's about to get hot,
[ big rocc ] Niggas starvin while home with the mills Niggas killin while doin dope deals Out flossin, 100 $ bills to set yo ass up for the kill Death of a shot caller, who can you It might be your number 1 nigga bust A cap, he's the next one to take Smoke him and his in his backyard
[ 2: mc ren ] A nigga's on the curb Hear that nigga bumpin with the suburb Got my niggas on point, niggas he be fuckin hoes with And rollin up the blunts he wanna get lit Homie, when that nigga put the in park? That's the signal, little nigga, pump 3 in his Don't feel shit, cause it's real shit, he a Niggas in the hood doin bad he gettin rich Off shit we be killin niggas fo' Can't make a move this muthafucka say so Nigga, fuck that, I'm runnin shit I'ma look him in his eyes when his punk-ass hit But if you miss, nigga, i'ma you if he get away, muthafucka, then we all through 3 shots, nigga, add 2 And what the fuck you gotta do Kill the shot
Man, you know we been smokin niggas for this This ain't paid us shit, man (I know, dog) Hold up, up, hold up, dog Man, the gat, I - damn Hey nigga, you got my money? Nigga, yo money, nigga No nigga, you ( ) Oh shit, oh shit... Damn!
[ 3: tha chill ] These o.g.'s got me like twizzler Got me and hot, and all I'm thinkin is killin ya Peelin ya cap back, starter, fool I'm to get you niggas off my block, so I pack a full Glock with big slugs, and you I buck no doubs Cause you know a steelo, how I did them fools a week ago One week passed, I'm hearin you wet us When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the What the fuck? these tryin to bust on me? So I'm cockin up the can and ready to make do some gas And do flippin, and all that Cause niggas out here shot call, get they ass And that's the main fact, big payback for you muthafucks Disrespectin the crew, it's that I buck Ass down comptown, mr. shot caller Gonna be a fast faller if he ain't a fast walker, or better yet better be a fast runner Chill on the with the cannon, finna gun ya Dumpin 9 to the gut like "nigga, " ol' b.g. big baller, fuck the muthafuckin shot caller
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