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