Yo, you know what I want? I want the to drop right now Niggas be thinkin' I'm right? You are crazy I ain't crazy, you are At least I think I'm crazy I my shit is hot, I think I'm hot You hot but you Why they Man, I don't know
It's the that makes shit get ugly It's the money that makes these love me It's the money that makes wanna slug me Man, I thought the money would make it all Yo, I actually what I do or see The felonies from day to day me say what I say When I die my art will be worth than Picasso's cry for me, smile for me And if you see niggas that wet me, wile' for me
Remember the times, the chips we stacked The we packed And all the bricks we cooked from coke to Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and from the Everything I wrote was my heart So it'll be number one on my chart I get with my shit, don't fuck with my art Sometimes it sounds like I'm but I'm sayin' This shit is real, it a game
say the good die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to then to Pac and Big I'm convinced it can happen to kid So I get up when I get dressed up In the hood messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up If it's Dom that you fill up my cup If you got somethin' to me, shut the fuck up Why do niggas act like they hard when they they butt? And gettin' robbed ain't a good to press ya luck
Duke listen, if you move I'ma you You'll get your turn to later, patience is a virtue Right now what you need to do is the cash Forget about your Boss bein' mad, save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get your I seen you it next to the garbage can like it was trash Alright run along before I ya ass I hate to do to you but I really need this cash
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I know we all gotta go, but I'd to go fast Then again I think it'd be fun to stick around and go last Man listen, if you really like this shit Nigga call Steve and I'll write ya shit Call him now before I drop for 'cause after I drop I'ma be chargin' ya'll niggas Forty a pop To each his own, me? I got it it was cheap mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street
1999's the year of the predator, I'm to eat Niggas'll treat you a egg, you come to cop you get beat Gimme your dough, oh, you your jewels? What a treat You're a generous guy, 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' 'round here, nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't 'round here fly Why you here with this shit anyway? Huh? You high? See, you done made the wrong move, your ass goodbye
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine