can bet Got a bunch of killas with me, I got straps on deck. And I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga) I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga) You think you
killas with me, I got straps on deck. And I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga) I feel like I'm a (Kill me a nigga) You think you finna rob me, (me?)jack
a hundred in a Honda Accord. Blood of a drug lord brain of a baller, Hand of a hustler I'm all about a dollar. Everybodies a customer nobodies a friend
Oh looooord!!! (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Oh looooord!!! [Verse 1: Young Buck] (?) (*Young Buck's adlibs) I'm back, still got my Mac and my switchblade No love to them niggas
me in the club you know a nigga strapped Picture me partying, playing games without my gat [Verse 2: Young Buck] They say the club is a death trap (why) cause niggas
Pain} Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry? [Styles P:] I've seen a couple niggas shot in the brain Seen a couple niggas shot in the
: (feat. ng Buck & Chamillionaire) [2Pac:] Quit starin' at me like a infa red nigga Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other
sleep Quit staring at my like a infra-red nigga [Verse 1: Makaveli] Pictures of plenty Sippin my glass full of henny Hands on my semi - - Automatic kill
a nigga do. So watch a young mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP! But don't let them see you cry, dry your eyes Young nigga time to do or die. I
let me see a nigga nuts hang World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang.. World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang.. [Verse Two] Nigga
a cold world taught me life Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick Bullshit nigga cause I'm still fuckin yo' bitch Niggaz got me
2Pac] I remember.. when you was just a lil' G Flirting with death, playin Russian Roulette, screamin KILL ME! Hey there young nigga, what you smokin on
the fullest Be quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull it And even if they kill me They can never take the life of a young G I'm gettin
: [2Pac] A military mind nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2
run up on em madman, a nutcase with a screw loose A zoot troupe full of foolies with toolies Niggaz run to me don't come to me with beef Take your jewels
me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen. And my murderous parteners wit their Mac 10's. I represent the real cuz I'm ill, G. Glock cocked and then they kill me
