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