hoe Him and his kind created this ghetto They can deal with they own creation Move out farther, suburb vacation But it don't work like that Knock at your door and
5, try and top mines Take shine like I got mine ironing your guts You know I keep it fired up, fire in the hole To the game, old and tired, I be tired
nines pumped in caves and Cali grows somethin for the hood where I was raised in Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin Feds and rocks under they tongues and
of the day And i'll be godammit If i let a nigga steel me It will not happen Ima fire about a hundred and fifty shots at 'em And got my glocks rabbin
bloke but I'm still broke I need money money money honeys E's and coke Your crew I move through I cut fucking dicks man you knew it was due Kind of like you was Jews And
smoke And 'cause we soft spoken, doesn't mean that we've forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten And see jokers is scatter
and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and
and Red & blue lights and squad cars is all I'm seein' I told you motherfuckers "No moves, no altercations" Now it's half a tank a gas and a hostage situation
Beat, sharp fimilatin', hot like fire In blood coated, for my peeps desire And provide expand to my very last breath For that, which is a matter of life and death Camouflage this beat and
, two got life Those Three Blind Mice Now, Tom Thumb jumped up and said, "I got one David Duke and Farrakhan riding side-by-side on the top gun" Hickory Dickory Dock, each day
my ends My partner Rob in seventeen and in the Benz And me I'm in a bucket but fuck it, that's how it is, shit I got an ounce about to cut it into stones
said, "Don't move" Yo, I'm nearly stuck shorty jumped right up Heard a nigga say, "Don't move and give it up" At this point I'm shook turn around and
and kept movin along, Hooked up with madchild and righted my wrongs, You don't continue with circles, we generate light, So three hundred and sixty five days I study and
Ghostface Killah] Uh-huh [Ghostface Killah] Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day Groundhog Day, ya
wreck Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
able to put our fingers on what it is But it's different and it's def and it appeals to kids And teens and adults and senior citizens too And I'd be
but a redneck hoe Him and his kind created this ghetto They can deal with they own creation Move out farther, suburb vacation But it don't work like that Knock at your door and