[mr. Feel tha calmness of tha breeze as mr. pookie walks through tha I been strollin all night long johnson feelin good I just threw away a nigga, I'm about to roll anotha Til I bumped into two niggaz I know wassup 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 them niggaz bail and stepped away wit hast You see I know these streetz to well and he was for his waist Oh shit, my battle mode don switched a whole fuckin Don switched to 2 that's crooked intentions mixed wit rebel Like tha devil on me, get control of yoself Cant release tha rippla on these niggaz they'll be nuthin 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 callin for I bring ya hat to ya nigga, best you flee out my hood Cause you don fucked up on tha second motivatal crook
As you enter, yo body shivers, yo brain no longer 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 yo soul and sides exposed, tha grim ripper has come to get cha Now close tha zipper, it was tha As you enter, yo body shivers, from this world been delivered Who did this to ya, it was tha
Still chillin peepin tha path in which fled Notice they took a right them bitches hear what I said They think I'm playin mr. pookie finna scene don went Now it's time for tha rippla, i'ma tell you how I'm gon do it wit big holes We bringin tha big artillery u ain't gon fade homie my knife wit my gun fight ak black wit tha blade on it Betta watch out I spray if only It yo body wit leg components 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, caps wit Can't get me up off ya nigga, prepare yoself for tha finish I don cut tha nigga I'm rippin take tha confidence a nigga Left him wit feelings and big bullet holes from tha rippla There's a lesson to be learned but it's too for you to see Plus yo homeboy 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 bodies get burned
[mr. I don dealt away wit a nigga, now it's time to tha scene Thinkin bout how I left him, face off in tha crete Lemme fire up this weed, time to calm my nerves I can feel tha comin ,hear tha sirens seen a bird Heard, this known for pullin jacks on a nigga But he didnt know ain nuthin 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 on you hataz like tha crisis off in kosovo Powerful and don't you know I ain't that playa to test And like a I'm jus finna penetrate through yo chest Time to and that's for good see No comin too late to plea Told you my motive 3 Dont my crooked boundary