[mr. Feel tha of tha breeze as mr. pookie walks through tha hood I been all night long solo johnson feelin good I just threw away a dubbie nigga, I'm to roll anotha Til I bumped into two niggaz I ain't know hustla I heard you got them sacks and if true, I want 2 And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be all night too So I told niggaz bail and quickly stepped away wit hast You see I know streetz to well and he was reachin for his waist Oh shit, my mode don switched a whole fuckin level Don switched to 2 that's crooked intentions mixed wit rebel tha devil on me, pookie get control of yoself Cant tha rippla on these niggaz shit they'll be nuthin left You ready? I'm ready ain't (hold up)i thought you was ready Naw, you wasnt that shit while ago when you was callin for mary I ya hat to ya nigga, it's best you flee out my hood you don fucked up on tha second level motivatal crook
As you enter, yo body shivers, yo brain no longer Who did to ya, it was tha rippla yo picture and left you cold, yo body swoll wit bullet holes, Yo eyes are closed, it was tha Release yo soul and sides exposed, tha grim 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
Still chillin peepin tha in which they fled Notice they took a right didnt them bitches what I said They think I'm playin mr. finna scene don went cold Now it's time for tha rippla, tell you niggaz how I'm gon do it Swift wit big We bringin tha big guns artillery u ain't gon 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 granted I'm on it Leavin for dead and lonely Now ya tryin to squash tha shit, I don hit yo body, caps wit nobody get me up off ya nigga, prepare yoself for tha finish I don cut tha nigga I'm rippin take tha confidence from a Left him wit feminine feelings and big bullet holes tha rippla There's a lesson to be learned but it's too 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 bodies get
[mr. I don dealt away wit a nigga, now it's time to flee tha Thinkin bout how I left him, face down off in tha fire up this weed, time to calm my fuckin nerves I can tha po-po's comin ,hear tha sirens seen a bird Heard, this nigga known for pullin on a nigga But what he know ain nuthin but crooks on audelia But still be tryin to catch me slippin wit cha crew So I released fire and came bustin wit my fools Let's even up, fightin we deep enough So my niggaz and now they headed toward 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 know I ain't that average playa to And like a rhino I'm jus penetrate through yo chest Time to and that's for good see No comin back too late to Told you bout my 3 Dont cross my crooked