Man, have you this stuff? This gangsta rap? It's fuckin' bullshit They're just talkin' about dealin' and beatin' on people and shit Carryin' to the studio, it's fucked up shit And y'know, you niggas communicate with people
Aw fuck you, you punk ass What the fuck you mean we can't communicate people? I tell you what, since we can't communicate, Eh B, yo, I'm gonna this motherfucker a letter, alright Eh dogg, hand me my notebook, you go, dogg
To it may concern whoever you may be you criticise, try to understand me If this shit do a million, everytime you it Then you would be 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 raised the gangsta shit since elementary Gz and the feds and the state penitentiary
I'm the place where the enemies put the scope on you And when the police pull you over plant dope on you But you do what you need to feed kids and your girl But you bastards don't even my world
What you know about bangin', drug distributin' and notices and, drive-by shootin'? So to whom it may concern, this letter is to That 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 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 sell 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 dissin' Politicians protest and hate like the While niggas in the ghetto under stress
But I stay gangsta, keep bangin' and hittin' While West Coast Gz act like bitches How the fuck you gonna speak against rap, nigga? When that's what the fuck made you a gang of snaps,
Fool was the shit, now how you dare Become a millionaire and forget what got you Fuck that, I hit a stick with embalment fluid And jams that make ya B and C walk to it
I was able to bang the and pack a fo'-fo' Avoid the and become a rap pro So to whom it may concern, this letter is to That real niggas only rap about what 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 is to show That 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 it may concern, this letter is to show That real niggas only rap about they know
I keep my pants saggin' and my boxers And nigga it's Hoo Bangin' for in case you ain't knowin' Look at the cops, I know they fed and fiest out Peepin' me 'cos I'm a and the watches iced out
I got homies cookin' like a chemist Next thing ya know we're outta town with birds flippin' a gymnast All we is bang or boss so we're jugglin' Can't get a job two strikes so we're drug smugglin'
Wit' heat on my back I'm solar, wit' a pistola Mashin' thru the ghetto witta car fulla But I'd rather write rhymes and rap over And if they ban that then a nigga got to eat
In every situation poverty's I'm facin' So I shell cases and keep my smoker's free basin So to whom it may concern, letter is to show That real 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' 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 rap then I gotta sell blow To whom it may concern, letter is to show That real niggas 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 is to show That real niggas rap about what they know
I do it all for the cash, and the doe If you ban gangsta rap then I sell blow To whom it may concern, this letter is to