Stupid ho's that I use to f**k around wit
Way back see a ni**a now
And they say that I changed
Put another notch in the game
You watchin the range i'm floatin
And ain't no stoppin the rain
Cock and I aim I see you b**ches jockin the name
Boppin to fame a crooked ni**a droppin in pain
Rockin a cain back up b**ch
You blockin my lane
Tryna foul on a ni**a
Cause you hot in the flame
F**k you and them ho a** ni**a's you run wit
F**k your whole street
You ain't no motherf**kin O G
Cause O G means means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherf**kin man
Ain't no police or judges
Just ni**a's holdin grudges
You mark a** b**ches is low budget
Straight traitor's so f**k you and the glass that you puff on
Don't smile in my face when you see me get the f**k on
D**e fiend a** ni**a tryna to get a free check
Talkin that sh*t but you's a motherf**kin b**ch
So when you see a ni**a on the flip duke
I'll flip you you must be smokin dip fool
Nothin but a b**ch fool
"Means Means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherf**kin man"
Call baretta's on my dog
Ni**a's get sweated for they sh*t
If all a law enforcement
Ni**a's get deaded for that sh*t
Thought you was a street ni**a
Pulled a heat ni**a at that
Come to find out was a cunt that got slapped
And didn't scrap
Cuz you know what motherf**kers
Like you do wit ni**a's on the set
Finish f**kin face and leave ya clean cut shirt wet and jet
Cuz I'll smack the sh*t outta ya b**ch
A** you wanna run to the one's
Tell em about the cash and the stash
And were I got my guns
And you know i'm the bird man
Cause I sold so much coco
Beware of the crack pipe
That's by far in ya life
I got heroin by the balloons kabooms and mushrooms
And my 38 specialist puttin banker's in they tomb's
I'm one shot killed and these bullets all go
And you takin finger print's
And mugshots photo's
I use to beat b**ch ni**a's till they face turned blue
But they get weak in dice water
And pedal you in the sue
And it's true
YEAH gangsta sh*t Kurupt Young Gotti
Daz Dillinger Jayo Face
F**k all these b**ches and these punk a** ni**a's
Out this motherf**ker ni**a
They ain't talkin bout sh*t
The chronical psycho brain bender busta
F**ker sucka a** punk motherf**kers
Tommy the talent tucker calico conseler
Daz the real dealer motherf**kin busta killer
Facin all you ni**a's Scarface ni**a
Chase erase replace and waste ni**a's
Shake crack and brake no mistake ni**a
F**k em stick em stuck em
Chucks laced ni**a
Fat laced ni**a blue fat laces ni**a
Me and the homie's all on paper chase ni**a
Kurupt Young Gotti 6-4-4-5 me
Pistol cocker cocked and blast
Start shootin like John Stockton
Popped em and dashed fast and freaked
So fast instant is splashed
Fo' life somethin I ain't gotta say twice
Step cuz cause bustaz get rolled like dice
Uh-uh a** though ice ni**a flow better then
We comin to California shinin
On my side of the world it's lo-lo's and jheri curls
Smokin water by the pearl
Runnin the street wit double earl's
I did it all 'fore I can see walk and crawl
Made it out the ghetto bustin a male so I can wet y'all
Took a while 'fore I ball
Wanted for eight or nine murder's and spoke came
For coc*ine raw game another die for what he claim
And where I'm from they know my name
I cause lot's of static
Automatic's and canic's
And ni**a's start to panic
Ain't no ruler's or leader's runnin the set
Outta respect we G's YG'S and O G 's connect
Fifteen sixteen in a chevy we roll
Get you full of hole's god dog
You scream echo's in fo-fo's
Who dare to mack wit the tarantula and scorpion
Brought you in the depth's of danger when I tortured it
I love it when the bustaz squealin
And they chrome start spillin
Then ya start the grinnin
And said that ni**a Daz did it