[mr. Feel tha of tha breeze as mr. pookie walks through tha hood I strollin all night long solo johnson feelin good I just away a dubbie nigga, I'm about to roll anotha Til I into two niggaz I ain't know wassup hustla I heard you got them sacks and if that's true, I 2 And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be all night too So I told them niggaz bail and stepped away wit hast You see I know these streetz to well and he was reachin for his Oh shit, my battle mode don switched a fuckin level Don switched to part 2 crooked intentions mixed wit rebel Like tha on me, pookie get control of yoself Cant release tha rippla on these niggaz shit they'll be left You ready? I'm ready ain't (hold up)i thought you was ready Naw, you wasnt sayin that shit while ago when you was for mary I bring ya hat to ya nigga, best you flee out my hood Cause you don fucked up on tha level motivatal crook
As you enter, yo body shivers, yo brain no remembers Who did to ya, it was tha rippla Blank yo picture and left you cold, yo swoll wit bullet holes, Yo are closed, it was tha rippla 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 world you've been delivered Who did this to ya, it was tha
Still 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, tell you niggaz how I'm gon do it Swift wit big We bringin tha big guns artillery u ain't gon fade my knife wit my gun fight ak black wit tha blade on it Betta watch out when I if only It inhabit yo body wit leg it for granted I'm swearin on it Leavin for crow dead and Now ya tryin to tha shit, I don hit yo body, caps wit vengeance Can't nobody get me up off ya nigga, prepare for tha finish I don cut tha nigga I'm rippin take tha from a nigga Left him wit feminine feelings and big bullet from tha rippla There's a lesson to be learned but 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 of no return don got tha best of me, now they bodies get burned
[mr. I don dealt away wit a nigga, now it's time to tha scene Thinkin bout how I left him, down off in tha crete Lemme fire up this weed, time to calm my nerves 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 you'll be tryin to catch me 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 ain't seein us, shit I'm bout to blow some mo Bombin on you like tha crisis off in kosovo and don't you know I ain't that average playa to test And a rhino I'm jus finna penetrate through yo chest Time to and that's for good see No comin too late to plea you bout my motive 3 Dont my crooked boundary