[mr. tha calmness of tha breeze as mr. pookie walks through tha hood I been strollin all night solo johnson feelin good I just threw away a dubbie nigga, I'm to roll anotha Til I bumped two niggaz I ain't know wassup hustla I heard you got sacks and if that's true, I want 2 And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be all night too So I told them niggaz bail and quickly stepped away wit You see I know these streetz to well and he was reachin for his Oh shit, my mode don switched a whole fuckin level Don to part 2 that's crooked intentions mixed wit rebel Like tha on me, pookie get control of yoself release tha rippla on these niggaz shit they'll be nuthin left You I'm ready ain't scared (hold up)i thought you was ready Naw, you sayin that shit while ago when you was callin for mary I bring ya hat to ya nigga, it's best you out my hood Cause you don fucked up on tha level motivatal crook
As you enter, yo body shivers, yo brain no longer Who did this to ya, it was tha yo picture and left you cold, yo body swoll wit bullet holes, Yo eyes are closed, it was tha Release yo soul and exposed, tha grim ripper has come to get cha Now close tha zipper, it was tha As you enter, yo body shivers, from this you've been delivered Who did this to ya, it was tha
chillin peepin tha path in which they fled Notice they took a right didnt them bitches hear what I They think I'm playin mr. pookie scene don went cold Now it's time for tha rippla, i'ma tell you how I'm gon do it wit big holes We bringin tha big guns u ain't gon fade homie Bringin my knife wit my gun fight ak black wit tha on it Betta watch out when I spray if It inhabit yo body wit leg Take it for I'm swearin on it Leavin for crow dead and Now ya tryin to squash tha shit, I don hit yo body, wit vengeance Can't nobody get me up off ya nigga, yoself for tha finish I don cut tha I'm rippin take tha confidence from a nigga Left him wit feminine feelings and big bullet from tha rippla There's a lesson to be but it's too late for you to see Plus yo been left and got you alone up in these streetz Mo 3 had to get him at tha point of no Anger don got tha best of me, now they get burned
[mr. I don dealt away wit a nigga, now time to flee tha scene Thinkin how I left him, face down off in tha crete Lemme fire up this weed, time to calm my fuckin I can tha po-po's comin ,hear tha sirens seen a bird Heard, this nigga known for pullin jacks on a But what he didnt know ain but crooks on audelia But still be tryin to catch me slippin wit cha crew So I released fire and came back wit my fools Let's even up, fightin we ain't deep So my niggaz strapped and now they headed tha street to bust Ya'll bitches ain't seein us, I'm bout to blow some mo Bombin on you like tha crisis off in kosovo Powerful and don't you I ain't that average playa to test And like a rhino I'm jus penetrate through yo chest to rest and that's for good see No comin back too late to Told you my motive 3 cross my crooked boundary