I'm going in for the kil I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand(X2)
Let me crack this Patron and talk to you for a minute Won't you put that blunt down 'fore you put the chroni t Before you do that drive by, listen for a second Why you need a 45 when your mind is a weapon If you use it like you 'posed to than you could be Malco X Instead of counting body bags, my n-gga should be counting checks counting checks Don't be a follower n-gga, be a leader And if that mean's I'll lose you on Twitter than so be it Had a daughter yesterday, see my baby momma bleedi Remind me of Keyshia getting shot down while she was feeding feeding Her baby in the projects, I'm supposed to be proud of Compton I'm just glad me, Damare and Brandon made it outta Compton I put on for my city like Jeezy say Iron out my red rag just for Free Weezy day And since they did? like Emmett Til Crack the Patron sea
I can take you back to '03 when ain't nobody know me My game was regional like the? Marion, Kobe Teach me how to Dougie, come here little man, show me Clutching on his momma leg, remind me of the old me Aint trippin' off no old beefs, aint grinding on my old streets I'm in the hills smoking on cigars like an old G Cooley high coochie, Levi's no fleece Space jam Jordan's killin' 'em without the cold sheets Rappers say they trappers and these trappers think they rappers Go listen to Blueprint, your all hustling backwards Shout out to my reall n-ggas, Birdman, Styles P Kiss my n-gga Sigel, know them Philly n-ggas wild b Snoop you insane cuz, Bun you a trill one Nas, we forever since you helped me get a deal son And my n-gga Fab, write his verses like a wheel
He walked out the booth,it's my turn
If I aint never told you nothing, I think you might wanna l Leaving Aftermath and G-Unit was never my decision But I'm back now, when we recorded Back Down Once friends, now foes, both our phones tapped now 50 was my n-gga, but life was funny like that Eminem played the bandage and Dre was the ice-pack So I unwrapped the guards, but my scars never healed Sometimes stars align and some stars never wil Like Ross and Jeezy both y'all my n-ggas, y'all should chill Instead of beefin', lets remember how baby blue got kille How Wolf got shot down, how Meech got locked up When n-ggas start beefin' you should give them some Cir And pour me a shot, my own brother want me dead Worse than that, my n-gga Young Buck got raided by the So Timbaland, Cool n Dre Just Blaze and Pharrel Next track I get n-gga
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