Well the streets can't get much darker As I step into my car driving east I'm trying to calm myself until I know where you are Cause my mind makes up
Here I go again Put me on the first train heading eastbound And if by June I'm still alive I promise not to tell my dad I'm miserable But thanks for
with the pigs and them other nigs When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump [Verse Two] Now Little Boy Blue is up front WIth the nine millimeter
indo Comin up fast, rollin down his window He threw up a sign, I put away my nine Fool, cuz I'm color blind [Threat] Killa Cali, the state where they kill
to run from my gun Keep my nine off safety, and E holds the other one (Yeah, sucker) [ CHORUS ] (They can get a smack for that) And you don't stop Fuck, fuck around and get your punk ass dropped Yeah Ice
know, no matter where you go There's no duo that you know Get loot though, and still love the chulo's We talk more spinnin' girls our coolo Than any other
it's young Dash to all those who don't know The boy who stay hot when his jewels is so cold Killer screwface and he cockin that fo'-fo' Wanna ice grill
deck I'm not the nigga you should step to like a sucker Walk up talkin' shit, you best to be a good ducker Your posse best to run from my gun Keep my nine off safety, and E holds the other
they dough Then I jack and I kill The jack's for the money, the kill's for thrills I got nine thousand blacks that still serve crack Got a bitch who
I spark an L to a sunset meditatin Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'm hungry, Killa
other kings in this rap thing Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap phenomenon This rule is so underrated Actin' as if it can't happen, you're frontin' Ain't no other
kill I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone Projects, infested with rats cats and crack homes Half of us'll try to make it, the other half'
kill me, it's been tried, we will survive CNN rise, keep street ties You can't kill me, we got a hundred niggaz strong A hundred niggaz armed to kill
So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin', fry One nigga you can't fuck wit 'Cause I'm a born killer
rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy They kill ten of
with the pigs and them other nigs When the cow jump over the moon, everybody jump Jump Jump Jump Now little Boy Blue is up front With the nine millimeter
endo, Comin up fast rollin down his window, He threw up a sign, I put away my nine, Fool cause I was colorblind, Killer Cali, the state where they kill