I know what the fuck I been doin But this what they Id like to give a R.I.P. in For all my enemies, die quick
Straight outta Crazy muthafucka Bank-o Crack rap, dollar bankroll Black Lac for my state hoe
niggas talk gangsta but really aint tho, no Imma stormy night, you a G, tight clothes aint my thang bro Fuck the police an HIV carrier
No in the M-16 I'm ridin dirty but the pimp clean And gotta body like I feed it My birth stones a diamond, my favorite color's I smoke and piss Louis the XIII
Yeah, yall muthafucka my momma crib up My sister, my niece in Im getting yall niggas hit for 500 Ima be in London
My name is Yayo a nigga dont play tho I hitcha planters wit' the .80 Al Qaeda, merkin When all my niggas die they gon have 80
Im the 'Burb swervin cause Im and Im high Wit that glock and pump mac and .45 Fuck the police they killed Bell Fuck the feds I still fishscale
Mini me, niggas wanna copy my But nigga lame lawyers aint for trial Pull up to the projects and throw the kids top Phantom got him sick in his stomach
These is weak, son Lookin like n Cream to me Bad day, Ima fly a man in a These niggas know any can get it
this is Boo-Boo but you can call me 50 Fuck me, the policell have to get me 760 I, I ride Im a rider, Molotov Ill toss that, on fire Beef pop, Ill talkin n get quiet And make a on the Tech look like its on fire
My jammed and unjammed like I planned it Like I was just a breather, Im back blamin Im Bronson, Dirty Harry wit the cannon You shootin back but you aint hittin shit, Im still When dont go down smooth I dont panic Switch pistol, switch hands, targets hit ya man
Yea, nigga Im straight outta Im back on dat gorilla shit, dat cold hearted killa Nigga stunt mouth wide we move around militant We trained for some iller shit, muthafucka