on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the SWAT car and lock me away Give me a odd
see my son in the buildin Last album on the wall I'm number one in the buildin They should build me an office up under the buildin My elevator goin down
, and the Game (Hahaha, yeah) Stackin chips, G-Unit (Chuck Taylor) Doublin down on who? (Compton's young guns) Sacramenton's finest (Who fuckin with me
spit that shit [The Game] Hey yo the kid still at it, woke up from that coma Seen hell came back and here comes my first classic Still chop it up at
up rides A lot of cats say I'm sick in the head, when I anger it's on Poodles gon' be up missin or dead I chop haters up, like an old-ass sample Or creep
up the streets of Compton and spill my blood in the pavement [Hook] Believe me niggas keep sayin they gon heat me up Talking that shit like they goin lay me
a frenzy On the frontlines holdin a 9 Everyday a new chapter, my own niggaz plottin on me Tryin to hit me but they won't get me, feel the semi first Fuckin
pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot, We
slip up, I KNOW where they gon' send me (let's go!) You don't! But all the real folk roll with me You won't! So I'm a hold down yo' city You want me,
up. Volume is all it takes, Make some noise, wake up your flatmates, Play this loud out your window, Earn yourself your first asbo. Lord, give me
: Face check I walk this beach I?m frying in the heat in the cauldron stir me Chop down my diamond teeth I ain?t got The simple things in life have been
Ice Nigga trip And screw the style and so on, rock you softly How you gonna step to me, kid, you grew up off me TV, movies and records and tours So many
thief that steals that jaded necklace that you're always wearing yo I'd take that thing and with my knife I'd start pairing so chop chop piece piece and
m so hood! - That's what the bitches like about me! She bob and weave she up and down she suck the life up out me. [scream] I tell you about my regimen
pop! One shot! - Body drop, it wasn't me! Tell the cops it wasn't me! - You saw me right? - It wasn't me! It's not my M.O see me I make it streeetcchh
, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad? Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jewler, they callin me