strugglin I thought about bumpin, but mother-fuck jugglin I know it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker But I'd rather use my gun cause I get the money
my chest much too young to bite tha bullet hand on tha trigga I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it I hope I live to be a man must be part
with my phone or my pager Just beat me while I cut you with my razor I'm not violent, I'm petrified and nervous I got no mercy for these niggas try'n
ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again [R. Prophet] God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the skrilla Got plans, Pac fan +Strictly 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z