[Intro]

Ohhhh! Ahhh!

[Verse]

So what I grew up with them niggas

I ain't stuck wit them niggas

We from the same hood

But I don't fuck wit them niggas

If shit pop off

I touch one of them niggas

Cut one of them niggas

Buck one of them niggas

Beg For Mercy number 4

"I'm so Hood"

First LP 10 million sold I'm so good

I thought niggas would love to see me shine

But it's makin them sick

To see me gettin mines

Got that Benz, got that Bentley and the new Bugatti

Got the Range Aston Martin and the new Ferrari

If it's makin you sick

To see me blow I'm sorry

Dude we used to be cool

But I ain't stuck wit you nigga

I grew up wit you nigga

But I don't fuck wit you nigga

Got shot in the back

Den turned around and got shot in the eye

Labels 2Pac lay down and die

There's a message in my music can you hear it God?

The mans never gonna blow

Another reason why

This disease infested

When I spit it any nigga can get it

Punks frontin' in they rhymes

That ass'll be flatlined

"can't we all just get along we used to be friends?"

Nah, fuck that man

We used to pretend

These niggas is comedians

I thought I was tight funny

5 called tellin "niggas mugged me"

Bet on my new surreal shit

Would you bail a nigga out son

If you niggas knew he was tryin to kill you

And wouldn't let you hold a gun?

Think about it

Haha ha!

[Outro]

Aw man

I'm havin too much fun with this rap shit man

I love this shit man