1:17:01
It ain't no slick talkin'
your way out the battle
1:17:03
The tension's real thick,
gettin' beefier than cattle
1:17:05
So you cowboys grab
your heater and your saddle
1:17:08
Mount up, unh, yeah,
get your jollies
1:17:10
Don't be too nervous, buddy,
'cause I'ma get to dissin'
1:17:12
While your homey's
givin' up
1:17:14
Two fingers
like Richard Nixon
1:17:15
I keep it real street 'cause
I'm bred from the street
1:17:17
T- shirt upon my back,
Chuck Taylors on my feet
1:17:20
Major bubblin'
major fumblin', be troublin'
1:17:23
Broads is into major humpin',
I'm livin' for somethin'
1:17:26
I envied nothin',
I never be frontin'
1:17:28
Just check how a be coming
1:17:30
Bonecrusher,
homey, you heard
1:17:34
Might be boozy
but I ain't bankin' no curves
1:17:37
Off the dank and the drank,
I be chasin' them skirts
1:17:40
Thug, look at what you got,
please
1:17:42
Poppin' shots
on your enemies
1:17:50
Thug, look at what you got,
please
1:17:52
Poppin' shots
on your enemies
1:17:58
Listen and observe me
1:17:59
Doo doo like tore sandals
1:18:01
I never reach,
I got pull like door handles
1:18:03
Boy got flame, man,
I burn like your candles
1:18:06
Are you in key
on your life's piano?
1:18:07
Lifestyle is "Sopranos"
1:18:09
Here today
but then you're gone tomorrow
1:18:10
Proceed to bubble...
1:18:12
The need is kind of dire,
live wire
1:18:13
Like an electric box
during a storm
1:18:15
Forced to live like this
1:18:16
Or that's how real
it's gonna get
1:18:18
You can live or you can
die, die, die
1:18:20
You can bounce up like a "G"
or break down and cry
1:18:22
You's a beotch, unh, yeah
1:18:25
And that's word
from the ill crowd
1:18:28
Thug, look at what you got,
please
1:18:31
Poppin' shots
on your enemies
1:18:38
Thug, look at what you got,
please
1:18:40
Poppin' shots
on your enemies
1:18:49
Just shake and break
and roll it up
1:18:53
Just stay and blaze
and smoke it up
1:18:59
And if you're not alone,
then you better find the door