Once a time, not long ago When gangstas waves sold dope and sniffed lo' There was a young G by the name of Poe Puttin' it down, it up and cookin' it now
been a lotta dick ridin' for lack of a betta words For of a betta words Speculations on the guns, I underneath my furs Similarities in my voice, nigga, check the
I'm in for winter to that pinch merds from the cur Dodgin' and dippin' the the young Frank Matthews, the rap version Touch my trap on my smack the burstin' That's certain ya face and ya chest and ya back jerkin'
got me fucked up like My desert eagle and my doom bust right Like my guns is racin', muthafucka, you know I Make ya heart stop and ya start shakin' Now you know the bottom line of this crime Twenty-five to plus nine
Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan? Take it like a man or like a bitch Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan? Pray to God, go hard or lay up in the
gonna do when shit hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch a bitch Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan? Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue
Evil grin, dead eyes, wit a bock, monster Best way to describe my In this world of sin, I'm as wicked as come as a rapper get this ticket and I'm done
Ain't money here, I ratha be in the tropics Wit where narcotics is the only topic Persian rocks and things the man made of snow par and every other form of raw
Since a been handlin', nigga been scramblin' on money in Vegas gamblin' Desert in the abdomen, drunk stylin', staggerin' than you can imaginin'
Thoughts randomin', runnin' my mind Like who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Demented as a young'n, apple second thoughts runnin' through my cerebellum
Shyne Poe, what the fuck you gon' 'em? All you niggas wanna be fly, my gun shots'll propel 'em Leavin' somewhere smellin', Closed caskets for you fuckin' bastards,
Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch a bitch Whatcha do when shit hit the fan? Pray to God, go hard or lay up in the
gonna do when shit hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch like a gonna do when shit hit the fan? Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue
Only the strong survive and niggas bleed And get found, wit they face down Numb the waist down I been to hell and back twice and still in crack
Stare death in the and never blink Headshots rip my mink Went to war wit the killas Killed friends over jealousy and
My heart's empty the wheel of my Bentley Coked up, invincible to take over the world, I can't be stopped Not the feds or the fuckin' cops, not even shots
Can put a end to this live forever 'cause gangstas don't break We just get plastic surgery and relocate to anotha Or island, smilin', money pilin', Yo Puff, done them fuckin' violins
This shit is than me though ask Oliver North Kill you then use your to transport horse Leave ya brains from ya fuckin' car window Any nigga and givin' info
Since my motha coke and liquor Was the Betta be prepared we hit ya
Whatcha gonna do shit hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch like a Whatcha gonna do shit hit the fan? Pray to God, go hard or lay up in the
gonna do when shit hit the fan? Take it like a man or snitch like a gonna do when shit hit the fan? Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue
Whatcha gonna do when shit hit the Take it like a man or like a bitch