Uh, yeah, yeah, yo, it goes tock This is for my niggaz in the bridge, Comin' through hide your wrist watch Because niggaz, well, live they pop
Hey, hey, tock, this is for my hoes Make hips rock Light a L, baby, let the pop Get your tick tock this hip hop, any day
5-8 with double-X-L, pen saggin' blunts But never lived well, imagine, a felon on a two-way One way is blood money coke and homicide leap The other street opportunity, the chance to live positive k-nowledgement k-cypher complete
So you can be an architect, design and shit Or you can wind up on a jail bus in clip Soon as I'm on the set, I'm never on a chick, I play it But still ain't pussy muscles get wet, just the booze
Check my niggaz, what's the gossip, the word Puff some herb, all I see is niggaz runnin', shots All I heard, dip the car, see somebody on the ground Ambulance came and got 'em they start down
Now it's to the same old shit You know, the Tarzan and Jane-o In the jungle swingin' on I saw the gat the same old clip Another layin' the hit
up, screamin', I'm dyin' I be in Queens where the famous hood rats and stars are Pimps do the at night with slutty bars pah
Tick tock, this is for my in the bridge, blocks Comin' through, better hide your wrist Because niggaz, well, live they popped
Hey hey, tick tock, is for my hoes Make your hips a L, baby, let the Crys pop Get your tock from this hip hop, any day
like this nigga, it's on, toilet up for me, roll that shit big While I the story of a wild street kid your seat back, relax, while I spit The spittin' of how I live
Well, first I was hollyin' for years by them old timer I was twelve, they was like, blood, listen "Keep mouth closed and your eyes and your ears wide open" Gangsta, I soaked it all in, my first was a one shot
Deuce, deuce, had my pockets of bullets, I was real loose Thug parties out in wave crash, got shot up Thug out in Queens bridge, always got shot up
No wonder we bugged out it gets so Niggaz aim on the fight, we cut yo Drinkin' that old English Red Bull and Bull I draggin' with that cheap shit, fuck it, we was broke
Little bad ass, my rap sat me down, like this He said, "P, you gon' wind up You and Hav' real good that music shit You to stick to it, dunn, get your mind off the street"
And it stuck in the of my head I still did my little bit of menacin' Every now and then in broad daylight Like things really happen Niggaz get cut up, I put it in my
It's non fiction, the real deal fiscal It get more graphic, I'm so trail I said, it's non fiction it's the real fiscal you havin', let me touch that ass
So tick tock, this is for my in the bridge, blocks Comin' through better hide your wrist Because niggaz well they shits popped
Hey hey, tock, this is for my hoes your hips rock Light a L, baby, let the pop Get your tick tock this hip hop, any day
Tick tock, this is for my in the bridge, blocks Comin' through, better your wrist watch Because well live they shits popped
Hey hey, tock, this is for my hoes Make your hips a L, baby, let the Crys pop