Listen up, I got a to tell Hey, fool, up, I got a story to tell Say, dawg, up, I got a story to tell Say, man, up, I got this story to tell on the cool
Now, once a time not too long ago A nigga, like myself had to arm a ho Now, this was not a ho in the of havin' a pussy But a pussy havin' no God sense, tryin' to push me He used to dick, now he wanna be in my shoes
Hatin' like a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my Tryin' to hold on to my little but now but a punk In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums his teeth in the trunk Oh, I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump You that bitch in the sky, you chump
Point that muthafuckah way and dump, oh, what? You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' niggas gon' tap yo' rump Man, I thought he bold, be he ain't even fuss Man, the nigga was way swole actin' he wanted to bus' But his trigger stayed cold, I wasn't
I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey He to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn self In PA, niggas, where we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin' So see A or E up out life or you test yourself
And a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self Oh, yes yo' health is what's in and I hope this ass whoopin', teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get 'Cause down in the South, boy's comin' up cold Talkin' down my name and what all about, you niggas Better get some cut and get my out yo' mouth
'Cause I don't know why you got flex with me, me But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see all that carry the jack Ain't what it's about, so you need to quit with that po' and take another ride
Niggas, crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked Up in the mind, not to the wine and codeine syrup Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's And all they got time for is Swisher dimes, committing crimes Amped off water and some rhyme, so, if bein' hard Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll your weak mind apart
Bitch, your old man to me like I'm in school, he don't know I hang with killers, will erase fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him But he kin to my son if you think I'm nigga, then you picked The wrong one, I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets burn Some say that, "Them stun", so raise yo' own children Don't try to raise mine and when you see me, step with 'Cause I'm for mine, bitch.
the wrong words, man, and you will get touched You done the line, now you gon' get fucked I already told you before, but you ain't that
So, this time I'm handlin' mine and erase you off the map Such a shame but this all in the game and the early sixties Ain't a damn thang changed, we got haters here And haters over there but, I got my and it ain't pointed in the air
I see you trippin' off that water, and you like you bad 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and pimp was Chad I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it the back, she said "Baby, I can't take it", push my dick up in her
Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to break it, you a nigga You that bitch, that, "You love her", but I'm straight up fuckin' That pussy that nigga off that colors but I ain't gon' get shot 'Cause you ain't shit, the best thing you can do is go and try And beat that bitch, this man's style show stopper popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot thing hit you
Feel your like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud But you too slow, tellin' niggas all your plans Got you tied up in a van, nigga, the fuck is up in the place to be First, I want the money, nigga, then I the fuckin' ki's Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me
Since you want a nigger dead, buck that off in his head Just E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off pump night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy And you get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck Buck, buck, buck, hit nigga in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get
the wrong words I'm high on them herbs And you get touched because yo' ass deserve To get done real fast in of yo' kids to show 'em
What type of bitch you is and it's that boy named Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a makin' due And I gotta tell it to the wide world, how you got bitched neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl