arms.) Back in the night, looking for a fight Whisky's a-burning in my head Gotta get some more, This night, I gotta get some pain You'll get a knife
di breast Mek mi icky di breast Mi a di man Weh fi deal wid u titty di best Me, give yuh di cess Den give you di sex You love trio? Cellblock give you
a nicklebag?" Well I'm gonna break it down to you like this A nicklebag is a fucking hoe That sucks dick, and swallows cum And cheats on her man, and
books, Ain't got nothing on you In the way that you look But, an eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth When you get home You better give me some truth
and out of state Move at a quick rate And never hesitate to take a chump sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 rounds So when you move be careful and don
a thing for rappers, get fucked in the ass Face stuck in the matress, shut up Listen to ???, every bitch is a liar And worth shit but a blunt and a lighter.(Get
' yourself and get up and fight Don't give up, you might give up, but just don't give out I know if you give out don't give up There's no quick going
hand and show you that you can You can go higher, you can go deeper There are no boundaries above and beneath you Break every rule 'cause there's nothing
We gotta make up tonight That's why I wanna fight with you Break the rules So we can get it right And I'll show you how I do I wanna fuss and fight Then
like the world is mine Tell you baby, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you If I were king and I ruled the world I would make it safe for the boys and
crash, collide, lock up with the enemy And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that But a y'all fin to get stomped, let 'em loose And they heard
won't stop until they get shot When they get out the hospital they gonna get shot, too The fast one bringing that AK, better walk, then we even When I leave and
that shit was live And all you had to do to survive was get a whole click Of niggaz, down with they business and stack chips Savin up for hard times Do
' holes in brains Oh, I say the same thing till I'm old and gray For I falloff and rap about my clothes and chains Grippin' grain and poppin' trunks,