now me, C, and Snoop in da coupe Conversatin' about loop I told niggas rap shit isn't bad, I blast 'em 'fore I ask 'em, I shoot Just a young nigga 'bout
I say fuck the world (Today, fuck the world) As we made it, Silkk the Shocker (Silkk the Shocker) C-Murder (C-Murder, bossalinie) And Master P, made men (Da last don) We can't
school, they swingin' they fists, too Jump one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. killin' ain't nothin' Tha
I had some of deez niggaz scared I came I kno' some niggaaz out tha Nolia that'll ride fo' me I kno' some niggaz hollin' solja dat a die fo' me T.C., L.T
an innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall
"Silkk time would heal our wounds" Its been oh five years and i aint healed yet Now I feel somthing I'm tryin tryin to be strong I know moms tryin
I been out there playin basketball, lettin the game marinate But as I look through the eyes of the perpetrator I see motherfuckers really ain't real, motherfuckerss want what I
I swore (ya heard) that I'd never rap about another nigga on a record (that's what stayin tru 2 da game is all about) that I'd never borrow from another
ayo C-O) (Verse 1) I put a razor through your face Put a nine on my waist I cock a shottie just incase i pump nutin but base i put i pint of blood in
the one Under surveillance, am I paranoid? Never, I never need duckin the enemy off in evil territory So why they comin off to bust on me I got my homie
and every step is like I'm slippin' And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin' All I got is a weapon and this Hennessee bottle I'm talkin
shit on mi wurdz itz lyke I aint gittin da respeck I deserve -Da Hook- I gat shotz he shot I shot -yeah- A nigga shock'd he shock'd he ryght thurr
back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D, Public Enemy, number one "Five-O" said, "Freeze!" and I got numb Can I tell 'em that I really
uncles Who started smokin' weed outta Bibles Gave me a puff when I bust my first rifle Menstruation cycles, I give bitches Bring your craziest nigga, I
Claiming your ahead of me I'm smoking meth amphetamine I'm tripping like I said I'd be I'll treat you like an enemy I'm packing guns so heavealy I'm
da party, They bump hits by J.D., Da B-R-A-T, we da elemant, And you irrelevant, get down off this sh~t, I don't pay attention to your hatin' and your
(feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
Bluffin, ain't my style, niggaz ain't sayin nothin Cause I'm buckwild without frontin Raw to the core, I grew up poor Once I hit the door, I began to
