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