Fuck 2Pac that nigga shit That nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New nigga be out there with them Cali niggas Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that West Coast fucker that always with them New York niggas
Seen them with that nigga, man, that nigga ain't from the Coast Man, fuck Pac, that nigga, that nigga ain't really down Rapin' ass nigga, I didn't do it it with that nigga Fuck that nigga, man, fuck that nigga, let nigga go to jail And that nigga, fuck that nigga, fuck you too nigga
Thug out this muthafucka niggas Throw ya in the air If you got Jeep ya speakers pop I want police Trying to pull over on this one
We taking this one to the 'nother level style, Thug style, you feel me Things we can only do as a real G We ain't yet, hit me
I got my Hennessey, ya foes In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya I'm getting high off Buddha, 'cause the be slow I keep my mind on dough, you never find me
And who me, a nigga life like a G In that artillery, niggas off of me I can't sleep living in wicked times Peep, niggas after me they see I'm stacking G's and heat
You can if you want to please I ain't runnin' with no punk crew Enemies and my range is on, you're in the danger My game is strong
Hotline you suckas better ya mind I got mine from hustling and them rhymes To my niggas up in Quentin down on Isle Stay rile but a gotta use his styles
These niggas don't my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the courts but my force was ass niggas don't know my style,
These niggas know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass don't know my style
I be wrong but I never got along with cops It's like they stuck making niggas duck from Glocks And all the time my mind's of thoughts of ends I'm still my bucket but I bought me a Benz
My fake friends say they love me but I they lie 'Cause in the dark see they hearts' full of My mama cried when they took me off to Only me inside the cell, straight up in this hell
I hear some sucka screaming the demon's inside 'em awake in the morning, only the strong survive I cry but in my own way, swallow my Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas die
Cemetery full of brothers I buried, going down Even now I wonder I still be around My is the gutter, I was born a wild I came up out this dust with my heartless
These don't know my style Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the courts but my force was Bitchmade ass niggas know my style
These, don't know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas know my style
I remember, uptown, huh, got to get to to Mr. Magic up the hits and even though I had habit Makin' words rhyme, I was caught up in the Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the story nothin' but truth
Halloween throwin' eggs from the roofs And and Lee young G's with a gift of gab And tryin' to hook up with the Who was quick to stab, remember mama's
No school hookin' and tryin' to get with light skinned she good looking And jumpin' over 'cause we ain't paying Call the cuties cuss words but we only
I'm I can get a buck no luck I had to move around a lot, 'cause my was stuck I had but I was way too wild Had to move to the West to regain my
niggas don't know my style Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't my style
Scream, niggas know my style Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the but my force was wild Bitchmade ass niggas know my style
I scream, niggas don't know my Quick to juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the courts but my was wild Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my
These niggas don't know my Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the court but my was wild ass niggas don't know my style
These niggas don't my style to smile juvenile, was a problem child Try to put me in the court but my force was Bitchmade ass don't know my style
These niggas know my style Quick to smile juvenile, was a child Try to put me in the court but my force was wild bitch