beats the verbal lyrical assassination From L.A. to Brooklyn, why you doin' all that talkin'? Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walkin' Yo
beats the verbal lyrical assassination From L A to Brooklyn why you doin' all that talkin' Think you got a soul but you're a dead man walking Yo, toast
it A muthafuckin' gun Who's the man with the strap in his hand Homie's stolen semi-autos and contrabands All day every day, crossin' my hood in day
style you can't get through New shit was real from day one Say one verse, then I burst with the love so I can slay hon Ain't none, that's the answer
guards up, or get scarred up It's a Cold World, I told you with Allah Just' The bigger the funds, the bigger the guns that's blazing It's sick in the
got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt
nigga asked for it, man, shit I fucked a nigga up, man) Yo, it's New Year's, yo (get back to me, muthafucka) Yo, it's New Year's son (fuck ya'll niggaz
hot summer Somewhere in the desert we raised the oil pressure And waited for the weather to get much better For the new wind to blow in the storm We
Can't see how grown men wash other men drawers N***** played the phone room reckless, and get hit with new indictments Talkin' about old connects and new
I'm seein' the pay-off of all my hard work 'Cause now that it's my records on the wheels Somehow all of a sudden, it's a whole new deal So for those
is lovin' me Sayin' the best part of the day is my half Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge bath Niggaz say I died dead in the streets Nigga
, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit That's what I did, now they all askin for hits Nigga it's on for the simple fact I let it be known We still
so I got chubby I spaz up in the Tunnel, stab niggaz with pens That's why 'til this day they don't let me in I be in New York smokin' L.A. weed I hate
what I do I walk around the town with a paper bag that's brown With a beer inside of it 'cause I drink a lot of it I like to get lit so everyday I take
your life Hey yo, I meant it that's the way it goes When you deal with the real fake jacks And get your cap peeled Hey Joey, let's just get this money
family's happy everything is new Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do? That's why (Love's gonna get you) (Love's gonna get you) (Love's gonna get
get it on Cause im gonna be cutting throats till the break of dawn Can't nobody get me I've always been a psycho now they coming with me That's straight
it ain't about black or white It ain't about wrong or right on devil's night I burn a cross in ya fucking face Now homicide's got a new case so give