I ain't about the police I ain't worried about these niggas talking about they hold heat I ain't stressing going I don't never leave them residences alone, it on me I'm the that you quote I'm the conversation if you speaking up on Long Beach Get to acting like you Don't be acting like you bold, get it at a show the FEDs taking pictures, let a motherfucker pose Tryna be the only Crippin' nigga in the Vogue Better put me on the cover, at my home Tryna a nigga slippin', but I'm stickin' to the flow Heard these niggas flippin' coke, why the fuck these niggas If shooters in the squad, what's the bodyguard for? You ain't calling me collect and I ain't pickin' up the Got some homies from the set who never comin' home You wouldn't know it
You a punk You a muthafuckin' punk No one about you You a punk You a muthafuckin' street blow up at you Where the at, where the cash at? Where ya at, where ya stash at? Bend my last rack doing at Why? Cause you a street punk!
I know if ya heard of me But you heard them shots on the block, a murder scene Go on call the cops, open heart, surgery Now his breathing stopped, stupid niggas should of we tripping Now we in the box, Hundred in the box, Smith Stuff it to the top and we to your spot on the door, askin' where he at Playin' games then we kick it down, everybody On the ground, get kidnapped, go and ask 'bout it Well you know how we rock it, nigga, you who we wackin' now You ain't never a body, know it cause you talkin' 'bout it Catch me off a and outta- You a motherfucking punk
You a punk You a muthafuckin' street No one know you You a punk You a muthafuckin' punk blow up at you Where the cash at, the cash at? Where ya at, where ya stash at? Bend my rack doing head at Why? Cause you a street punk!