) we're always running from your gun and always ducking when we hear your bullets spray from the gun that goes bang and boom and another body hits
Load it up with black gats and macs Pay attention to gun blastin And fake buster harassin Smashin, dashin up yo street wit all the lights out Two choppers cocked ready to knot And chop up
em but I wish had a dad He goin' be smart and bad nigga Throwin' up a solga rag This world is kurupted The police is crooked My boy was runnin with a ??? gun His
paper, 5 figures and up with the red beam Dealers and thugs on my team with many 14's Hittin' your home up, hittin' at everything movin' Lookin' and losin', startin' chaos and
, I drink like a uncle, smoke like a rasta Ball like a superstar, talk like a boxer Fuck like a rabbit, shit like a dinosaur See like a sniper, lil' nigga
ask somebooooody about me And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I come from a big city
and pollutin' your block With fifteen shot, Cocked glock to your knot Outlaw Mafia click movin' up another notch And your Pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped And
click moving up another notch And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped And all your fake ass east coast props Brainstormed and locked You'se a
got a car that i can borrow Im inpatient like a money hungry rap star I jack him for his chain and i can get a new Jaguar The mack i have his brains all
date rape drug Gimme his watch and his chain We not the same, he a lame He want pussy I'm bout my money man Crap table in Vegas had his bitch on my dick Threw a
Death" and that Tupac shit drop I'm even good to a white boy with a slick top Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the wrist pop Who? where?, Master
like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause
me flow! And everybody want a little bit against a little Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh! A little taste so they can test and make 'em see how
a potna got a plan fo' some dough and if you're down you can pick up yourself a pretty penny. Be in town in a minute now be sho' if you're wit' it." [
caught Little Layzie blew his head off (AAwwwwwww) Get him up, and get up, The bullets they start to get lit up, Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun
town where when you hit a red light you don't stop Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top When an off-duty cop snuck up on him
's never a suspect, no one investigates (uh huh) He be beatin them charges with mothers and fathers goin (on and on and On and) [Royce 5'9"] It should
