Uhhhhhh

U think this tattoo on my hand is for decoration or something

Way before I was a Loc, the desert eagle was already dumpin

Rollin around in my droppa, Lookin out for the coppas

Cuz I'm comin to pop ya, Me and this trigga

U don't wanna f*ck with the King of tha Ghetto n*gga

Hey Mr. Preacher, man yeah I know the bible

I'm not in love with murder, I'm in love with my own survival

Pardon me if I'm wrong but I really don't give a damn

As long as after the bullets stop flyin

I walk away with my gun in my hand

N*gga don't run up on me U can die for less than that

I'm about to pitch this fast ball and your head, neck, chest, and back

U ain't gotta like me but I bet U gon respect me

I bet I wear a dress before I let somebody check me

I been runnin around this ghetto a long time

And I'm doin just fine

They don't hang, they drag.. I'm talkin bout these nuts of mine

U ain't gotta believe me homie just run up and try me

U'll be dead or hooked up to an IV

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Top shotta make ur move ur body or u can loose your body

Move ur body, Me no want no stress around me

Move ur body or u can loose you body

Top shotta got connects with weapon that'll bruise ur body

Rude boy.. (what's happenin my n*gga, sh*t what's crackin)

Please don't act a fool boy (Sh*t u know I'm tryna chill man but niggas lookin at me funny though)

Cuz we don't need no yellow tape (I feel ya)

Around the dance hall tonight (Sh*t I'm tryna get f*ck up anyway)

That's right...(alright)

I really be tryna chill

But haters be lookin at me all upside my head

As if they plan on come to me dead

Mistake me for my bread

Before that happen I'll end up in the Feds

Doin a triple life sentence for what I did with an infrared

I get a rush when I bust heads up open wide

I could damn near die

I get a feelin all over my body just like a PCP high

My weapon is with me at all times Never leave home without it

Or my attitude, ain’t nothin friendly bout it

U might get the best of me but I doubt it

Just ain't gon happen

I'm foreal bout this gangtsa shit but U just think I'm rappin

Community evolution is what I'm down with, progression

I know how to put my pistol down and count my blessings

The graveyard is full homies that died

I probably put yo homie there if yo homie was fuckin with mine

Even though a true warrior prays for peace

I'ma empty the whole clip until the day I'm deceased

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