Niggas'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seedīlast me, but they didn't finish, (buck buck buck buck buck) Now I'm back, my adversaries been reduced to tears I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for itįuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridahĮquipped with spirits of the thugs before me Thuggin' for life, and if you right, then nigga die for it Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson (Shoot!) Fuck doin' jail time, better day, sacrificin' I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin' when I'm caught Mama, come rescue me, I'm suicidal, thinking thoughts
I'd rather die before they capture me, watch me bleed Spittin' at adversaries, envious and after me So open fire, I see you kill me, witness my steel That's what they screaming as they drill meīut I'm hard to kill (that's all you niggas got?) I'm ready to die right here tonight and motherfuck they life I was the first off this side, give me the 9 Hopin' you listen, I catch you payin' attentionĪbove these jealous coward motherfuckers I despise Uh, yeah, and now you got me right beside ya 'Cause deep in they heart they wanna be me Got problems, then handle it, motherfuckers see me Me, Syke and Bogart strapped up the same night Started plottin' and plannin' on schemes to come and trick usīut thug niggas be on point and game tight Now these money-hungry bitches gettin' suspicious Now it's on and it's on because I said soĬan't trust a bitch in the business so I got with Death Row No guts, no glory, my nigga, bitch got the game distorted I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's mandatory I'm on a meal ticket mission, want a mill, so I'm wishin'Ĭompetition got me ripped on that bullshit they stressin' I got no time for these bitches, 'cause these hoes try to play us I'm smokin' bomb-ass weed, feeling crucialįrom player to player the game's tight, the feeling's mutual Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to the telly, hoe!"Įquipped with money in a Benz 'cause, bitch, I'm barely broke To catch her while she hot and horny, go up inside her Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease My attitude was "fuck it," because motherfuckers love it Was born rough and rugged, addressing the mass public This life as a rap star is nothing without guard So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
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