cuttin' yeah, never for today Extended magazines, shootouts and ricochets Play a role and catch a bullethole, pop your blood vessels Ain't gonna wait
dudes ain't built for Cain talk the type of shit, niggas get killed for Whatever it's gon' be, let it be, I ain't waistin' a slug And time is money and
boy, keep ya drops like the song round here Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round here Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't know round
're nigga dead and he don't know what he died for What about that nigga that struggling, ain't sleeping right What about them kids on the street, ain't
scene, watchin' fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't
the flux, I don't give a fuck who you are we can send this motherfucker up/ Crucifixion come quickly come and get me Mister Reeper/ I ain't scared to
folks My momma stood up and said, "Ain't no Lac here Get yo dogs, get tha fuck out and don't come back here" I'm tired of runnin', I can't turn back
Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done Young, dumb, full of fun Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get done I ain't no motherfuckin'
it might be on 'Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears Ain't no tellin' what her friends
and his veins bleed blue Your man Rudy Giuliani fucked it up for you Ain't gonna be no dice throwin', dead that weed blowin' Domestic violence, automatic fire, he ain't
clicks But they ain't like this the infamous Everybody can't afford to live the lifestyle Of the young, black and rich, the infamous You ain't crazy, don't
this nigga truck My gun bust need I say more Now I've got my moms telling me I should pray more Mami please I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for
on punishment, that's why they never leave If I ain't eatin' with you, I'm probably beefin' with you If no money ain't involved, ain't no need for me
, death row Dogg pound Everybody killer, bad boy killer, killer Anybody killer Fuck all y'all niggas If it ain't West Side nigga it ain't Pac That's on
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch 187, don't make me whistle, bitch I never
You could run, but you can't hide forever From these, streets that we done took You walkin' witcha head down scared to look You shook, 'cause ain't
truck My gun bust need I say more Now I've got my moms telling me I should pray more Mami please I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for G's I'm
she toot yay and play with a gay crew OGs hate to make way for the new Young niggas want Polo ain?t f*cking with J Crew It?s safe to say I was once young