Umm, for all these wild (umm, yeah) Some bullshitters, know what I'm (yeah) Straight runnin. wild (realize) doing thang, yeah For all Nino Brown niggas (yeah) John Gotti niggas, know I'm saying (yeah) trying to run shit (trying to run the game) Don't (Don't know) all a game...
1] Yo, it's like life, ball fights, brothers getting sliced Lay niggas, up on the floor, for people acting (yeah) And others caught in the crossfire, and dying at age leave .em by their loved ones People wondering, Toronto Sunday saying, we acting some savages (savages) People acting it, pulling triggers and stabbing kids (stabbing kids) They pose as bad up in club scenes Keep the grill screwed, leaving blood stains on blue Then Po-Po, rushes through the entrance, he the exits Hops his act, wheels spinning on some next shit {*tires peel out*} Now we got our G-stripes, bragging Little kids with no direction, look at him he got my car to style, Medina robber style Yeah, he bad now, but remember, what comes around, around (shhhh) Who be to the future You need to You to understand, my man (Yeah!!)
Peoples get themselves up, and then shot up Bucked to the for all the shit they done brought up The situation, got them iller than an patient Wild niggas, who be acting like they
2] Now, as goes by He's looking out his window, see people outside With dark clothes and shades And all around is pure clouds packing He his man Jermaine, and tells him that Shit's going down and him at his home, he packs a 4-pound (4-pound) He waits around, with the sweat dripping his brow the law be now, nervousness has his head swinging side-to-side Checks the door, he's see his man up in the He's rolling outside, looking all around The sniper fire from the roof, it him drop and hit the ground He makes a mad dash to the car Tells his man to move, he slams the pedal on the car floor {*tires out*} Now windows, they be reflecting it Now he's thinking back up to the party, he's it But deep in it, and there's nothing he can do, but to call his boo Who be at home, care of his one year old He says, situation's thick, there's after me It ain't no them, until they capping me (naw) Hold the down, I.ll be aight, I.ll give you a call in the morn She says there's two up on my floor, with one kicking my door He calls his man Nick, to check the (situation) When he arrives all he sees is an (assassination) And when they one step ahead, so now an is in the waiting Understand, you to understand, my man (You need to and realize, boy!)
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3] Now there's vengeance on the mind, for him to take back what's stolen He Jermaine to meet him at the docks At 5 o.clock, the glocks cocked I got the blueprints, to run up on these (Word up dog!) So when the time comes for them to He sees the car, but finds slumped in the driver seat (what to do) People cut themselves off of him, cause if they down be shot too His mother's in the rage, on the front page Now the after him, the clan's after him, mob's after him He's still at damage son, last thought's (uhhh) The thought in his head, now to do is run his ticket at the International pier son Not, knowing that man behind .em with, 9-millimeters in hand (He turns around to his surprise) Feels the burning on the inside, cold on the And the people did the shooting, got away up with his (Ah-yo)
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(You fucking your life boy) Yeah, (uh-uh) wild niggas (uh-uh, niggas) You fucking with your boy (You fucking with your boy) Uhhh, You fucking your life boy Uhhh...
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