Man, have you heard stuff? This gangsta rap? It's fuckin' bullshit They're just talkin' dealin' drugs and beatin' on people and shit Carryin' guns to the studio, fucked up shit And y'know, you niggas communicate with people
Aw you, you punk ass motherfucker What the fuck you mean we communicate with people? I tell you what, since we communicate, eh-eh Eh B, yo, I'm gonna this motherfucker a letter, alright Eh dogg, hand me my notebook, here you go,
To whom it may concern you may be you criticise, try to understand me If this shit do a million, you drop it Then you be foolish to change the topic
I straight for the cheddar, you know I got to get it So I swing for the fence, I hit it I been around the gangsta shit since elementary Gz and the feds and the state penitentiary
I'm from the place the enemies put the scope on you And when the police pull you over they plant on you But you do you need to feed your kids and your girl But you don't even understand my world
What you know bangin', drug distributin' and lootin' Eviction notices and, shootin'? So to whom it may concern, this letter is to That real niggas only rap about what they
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell To it may concern, this letter is to show That real niggas only rap about what know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta blow To whom it may concern, letter is to show That real only rap about what they know
I had it up to here with the ass kissin' Plus a nigga fed up with the media Politicians protest and hate like the While niggas in the ghetto remain stress
But I stay gangsta, keep and hittin' switches While some West Coast Gz act bitches How the fuck you gonna speak against rap, nigga? When that's what the fuck made you a gang of snaps,
was the shit, now how could you dare Become a millionaire and forget what got you Fuck that, I hit a stick laced with fluid And make that make ya B and C walk to it
I was able to bang the hood and a fo'-fo' Avoid the and become a rap pro So to whom it may concern, this letter is to That real only rap about what they know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap I gotta sell blow To it may concern, this letter is to show That real niggas only rap what they know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap I gotta sell blow To whom it may concern, this letter is to That niggas only rap about what they know
I my pants saggin' and my boxers showin' And nigga it's Hoo Bangin' for life in you ain't knowin' Look at the cops, I know they fed and fiest out Peepin' me 'cos I'm a thug and the iced out
I got cookin' chemicals like a chemist thing ya know we're outta town with birds flippin' like a gymnast All we know is bang or boss so we're Can't get a job with two so we're drug smugglin'
Wit' heat on my like I'm solar, wit' a pistola thru the ghetto witta car fulla yola But I'd rather write rhymes and rap over And if they ban that then a still got to eat
In every situation what I'm facin' So I leave shell cases and keep my free basin So to whom it may concern, letter is to show That real only rap about what they know
PS, all you punk motherfuckers out Hatin' on us niggas gettin' all this money, eat a dick 'Cos we gon' stay rich, and to do our Thang and forever hoo ridin' and Hoo Bang,
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap I gotta sell blow To whom it may concern, this letter is to real niggas only rap about what they know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell To whom it may concern, letter is to show That real niggas only rap what they know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap I gotta sell blow To whom it may concern, this is to show