Yeah, uh -huh, yeah, ride with me, you know, I've been do ing this,
yeah, young motherfucker, uh -huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, the ghetto is mine,
and it loves me much,
and I play it in a clutch,
and I'm getting my money
like I'm supposed to,
like my Dutch,
and I buy the back of my Maybach
I'm getting chauffeur, getting my loot,
and I don't play that,
I'm getting closer back in 98,
we said that
We all took the oath
to break the bread and leg flap,
we all took the oath,
and I'm back to what the feds act
I can't be stopped,
and I came back to let the bread stack,
and platinum touch, and I'm a man,
and I ain't nothing less
I'm safe in a block
with a hundred grand tucked up in my vest
And I must confess it about my fam,
when a gun goes blam
It ain't no shells up on the ground,
just bodies found
And plus I'm livin' up on the edge,
and I must get fed
They take this bullet out my head,
and I'm not a be dead
That's why I'm drafted to the league,
and I have my cheats
Before yo nigga even signed,
on a dotted line
You better believe that I been
doin' this shit since a kid
Been goin' in ranks,
and look it's just a wig
Been doin' my time and look,
it's just a bid
Been shootin' my gun and look,
it's just a sit
Cause I've been doin'
this shit since a kid
Been blowin' their brains and look,
it's just a wid
Been doin' my time and look,
it's just a bid
Been shootin' my gun and look,
it's just a sit
You know me, they see me ridin',
they see me sidin'
They see me bubblin' up,
but it don't surprise them
Cause I've been in the hood,
in the V -dub
Been had the baddest bitch ever,
I don't need love
You niggas gotta give me my props up
Under your breath, your deaf ears up
Under my top and in front of my tap
Unless I'm gone, could it be a clone?
They tryna reach me on my phone,
this shit that I'm on
You niggas know I'm never quitting,
I'm never drifting
I'm never drifting off to the side,
tipped off my ride
I'm like a classic off the sixties,
nigga I'm picky
These niggas acting like
they want me,
then tell em come get me
I'm like the future
with a presence
that get on my essence
I'm like a ruthless adolescent
and I'm counting my blessings
And I've been doing this since 12
and in all them jails
And back up on the front of my mail
with a hunk up on a scale
You better believe
that I've been doing this since a kid
Been blowing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
Been shooting my gun and
look it's just a set
Cause I've been doing this since a kid
Been blowing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doin' my time and
look it's just the tip
Been shootin' my gun
and look it's just the sip
A gun, whip a snapper,
quick to slap you with the magnum
Since thirteen I've been packin'
bad actin'
Above the average, my love vibe
And addicts have me clutchin'
a plastic busting mechanic
When I run they know that's
somethin' to happen
My passion for the action
kept me dippin' and dabbin'
Handlin' my dirty work
in a legitimate fashion
But that was past tense,
now I'm a little grittier
Quick to get rid of ya
just because I ain't diggin' ya
I stomp the block with bops and rocks
until somebody calls the cops
And they come haul us off
miniature mafia type stuff
Baby Bonanos, little Sopranos,
barely big enough to pick up
a Ralo Juvenile Hall
I had to go for, learned to bow guard,
man I was sick
I was tryin' to run this shit
just like the fo' d 'or
And still ain't shit changed,
just the length of the bends in my ends
And it'll probably be like this to the end
Cause I been doin' this shit since a kid
Been growing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
Been shooting my gun
and look it's just a sid
Cause I been doing this since I was a kid
Been growing them brains
and look it's just a wig
Been doing my time
and look it's just a bid
Been shooting my gun
and look it's just a sid
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