Yeah nigga, this hit is a be hustlin' backwards But they all to slow down And get some game nigga
Boy, you get some game Listen what a sayin' Boy, you're to lose control This is how you to roll
The lil' homey got just a whole lot 'Cause he just listen Now the dead or the nigga in prison
Slow down muh'fucker, I think movin' too fast You a crash dummy, your parkin' leaves you ready to If you ask me, I'll say fuck ya, buck ya come up and touch ya With them hammers I'll you down
I can't tell you hard head nothin' 'Specially when you up from nothin' and get somethin' comatose, I leave you unconscious I'm a nauseous, street who out to stomp this
With an attitude, you I got to feud Allude the fierce motherfuckin' nigga 'Cause you so confused, abuse in my tactics To all you niggaz who be so plastic
I stay on my grizzy my grind, run my bling time I got good shit because it's hard to find I quick to climb, got my mind on my money And my on my mind, nigga all the time, slow down
Boy, you better get game Listen a nigga sayin' Boy, you're 'bout to lose is how you need to roll
The homey got shot Doin' just a lot he just wouldn't listen Now the nigga dead or the in prison
Nigga, doin' too much out of out of touch Out of sync out of whack off off track Too much motherfuckin' pressure no aim No focus, no goals, no G in you, no
Niggaz wanna go get money with no Pimpin' black bitches and bunnies with no game Got a Chinese that told me 'bout yo' spot Your whole entire clientele on yo'
Better watch, smashin' on you off top Two choppers, two You need to calm down, you get surround How much, I get for a bus load of birds
Try to jack me it get served Murder a word A trial [Incomprehensible], house and suburb Calicos Teflon to overlook the curb, slow down
Boy, you get some game Listen a nigga sayin' Boy, you're 'bout to lose is how you need to roll
The lil' got shot Doin' just a lot he just wouldn't listen Now the dead or the nigga in prison
around here, get your head bust over the pavement No nigga, what the fuck was you sayin' Niggaz around here homey ain't or playin' We runnin' over when the gun be sprayin'
Bodies talk, walk, sidewalks in chalk The nigga slippin' 'cause his ass is hot He movin' a locomotive, now he's dead Nigga and was the motive, last word spoken
Bodies gettin' stretched from Tacoma to On the streets, heartbeat, bang and Just shut the fuck up and take some from us I got purple, blueberry, and hoes
I got a nigga strip, elbows and toes Every word that's comin' out of your mouth, you me 'bout it Every bird comin' out of your house, you told me 'bout it Your mouth, slow it down, nigga hold it down, slow
Boy, you better get some Listen a nigga sayin' Boy, you're 'bout to control This is how you need to
The lil' homey got Doin' just a lot 'Cause he just listen Now the nigga dead or the nigga in