[Verse 1: Tec-9]

Well I'ma do it like this, I'm obligated to bust rap's and peel cap's

For snap's in order for me to let go my flow I gained from my

Nigero, say five or six year's ago so know ya got's to break

All the bigger nigga's, now as I rome through my closet

I'm comin' up on a bag of trick's I look inside to see what I can come up wit

I found some shit I got a K, as my Glock, I'm the nigga that's in my hood

That can't be stopped, the older lady's they fear me

The word was out for lil' kid's not to talk or come near me

I'm on a stroll with my nina and my black glove

Doin' a job, and then I rub a dub, in the tub

Now I'm clean ready to pull another capper

Hold up, my face is on the front of the paper

Now they got's me on the run, and I'm runnin' 'til they catch up

I'm talkin' bout myself, and my murderous murder weapon

Down to the end till it's over, give me the last shot

Totally out of control, but what the fuck I'm goin' all out

Where they at, got to go get 'em Black, beat that buster broke and

I tell 'em I'm comin' back, this is not the life a player choose

But I get's down nigga for my fuckin' snap's

Nigga's watch y'all back, because ya know I'm on a come up move

[Chorus: Magnolia Slim & Tec-9]

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

[Verse 2: Lil' Ya]

Bitch, I thought'cha knew I'm from that 1-2-3

From that Nolia, still a soldier down with U.N.L.V

Packin' steel, I'm fa'real ain't no fakin'

I'm in this business for this green, that's what I'm makin'

Got in to it with a nigga, I had to tote my gun

Cuz in the ninety's if you slip, you will get done

So let me take ya on a fuckin' capper

Hooked up with Mag. Slim we bout to make some paper

Called my nigga Tec, he must be with Yella chillin'

Writin' some rhymes, or about to do a killin'

But fuck that, money's on my mind, I'm bout to buck

Slipped on the black mask, and I didn't give a fuck

I'm stuck, robbed a nigga out two ki's

B-32 it's up, I was loaded off that sess and I was drinkin' Pluck

Now I'm on a come up, I'm strugglin', I'm strivin'

Got to watch my back for them nigga's who be robbin'

I went on a spree, robbed a nigga for a "G" added to my fuckin' product

I'm scored my own ki, rollin' in my Camry, listenin' to that Tec Groove

And I'm strapped, because a niggas on the come up move

[Chorus: Magnolia Slim & Tec-9]

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

[Verse 3: Yella Boy]

In other word's I'm stuck like Chuck so you know I got's to buck

Shit, It's bad in my hood, plus I'm down on my luck

The devils loose, it's shiverin' in a nigga blood

And if I listen: I'm all in, so I show no fear

Must run to my momma, cuz I need money fast

Cuz without money, you can't live, you can't last

I heard some new jack across town was runnin' shop

Anything ya need, I heard they got, so I'm 'bout to plot

Now all I need is some power from a big gun

Now want's I start, I won't finish till they all done

Two hour's a day I scoped the scene and them boy's mackin'

Well they just don't know, they better get ready for a nasty jackin'

I'm down now, but not for long, I'm from the old school

A small point to these fool's, yeah, I got to prove

The game is cold, you on yo own in these fuckin' street's

So on my own, I'ma put myself on onmy fuckin' feet

I'm sick and tired of livin' life is these city blues

Gotta get my serve on, ya see I'm a come up move

[Chorus: Magnolia Slim & Tec-9]

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

Nigga's gettin' fuck, nigga's gettin' stuck

It's all I know bout comin' up

Now everybody know I'm a fool that's on a come up move

[Verse 4: Magnolia Slim]

Y'all nigga'z done slipped, lettin' M know where ya hang at

Picture this, now when I come bangin', I know where to bang at

Where my thang at, because these nigga'z they got me pissed

Cuz nigga's be comin' bangin' and missed, them nigga's don't hit shit

On the up, fuck, that's bad luck

When you go around a nigga set and bangin'

Mister Nigga, you was suppose to pluck, stuck, gotta watch yo back, cuz that monkey all on it, [?] paranoid

Now them [?] and people got ya wanted

I handle my business full of that fire, don't give me no prayer, don't give me no dare ya

[?] punk, took over that [?], ya'know what I mean that other level, pass the shovel

And I'ma go dig his hole, give it up, so he can go meet the devil

I'm done several that, Daryl this, Daryl that

Put that boy head on a plaque, people rat so I scat's and find's

One of my hoes house to chill by, one that I live by, and one that's not afraid to die

So I lay back up by [?], who up by the corner

Told me I can have what I wanna, so long on nigga

Boner

Ya think dig you, all the time dick that ass down

Now I'm in another town, nothin' like Uptown

So while I'm layin' big bad, by a ho

You know some ole janky nigga'z come and bust through the door

I grab my gun:

{Ends with gunshots}