[Intro - 2Pac] We doing this shit from Cleveland to LA, nigga Whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it! Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it? I don't give a fuck where you lay at, nigga It's time to slay these bitch-made niggas! They ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is Where my thugs at?
[Verse - Doe Boy] Fuck niggas talkin' that shit, but I swear on my flag, nigga it ain't on nothin' I was 16 with a M-16, pull up on a fuck nigga start drummin' Broke lil' nigga we ain't care about nothin', when you see me just start runnin' Just a lil' nigga with a mask and a Glock, nigga that's when them bands start comin' Tool on deck, so back up Cop run my name and called backup Cause he know a nigga be strapped up I'd never put that Mac up 100 round chopper, 30 rounds popper You ain't no shooter, you ain't no robber You ain't no killer, you ain't no shotta What you shoot? What was you robbin'? Stop flexin', savage young nigga, I'm reckless Fuck nigga come in my section, put you in a box no message. Headless! I don't really give 2-fucks about you Nosey ass nigga, I was raised by the killers Youngin' 15 and he toting that 30 Had to multiply his fuckin' niggas by two Young nigga gangbangin', in the hood flag hangin', runnin' with a 40 on his hip Nighttime lookin' for a lick. You was probably lookin' for a bitch Rattin' ass nigga, you a snitch. See it in your eye you a bitch Mouth talkin' off tough shit. Heart sayin' you ain't on shit Tote that Glock, 3 gon' get shot. Get D niggas or you gon' get got Throwin' head shots, give a fuck about an opp Execute a nigga, make his kids can watch Fuck ass niggas get dropped. Realest nigga rappin' since Pac I was really thuggin' on the block. I was really sendin' them shots F-1, F-2, F-3, F-4, nigga even got a F-5 On the Firm, that ain't no lie. Nigga try me gon' die Hate me, I don't know why? You don't like being alive? Mob boss nigga, I'm tired Had the whole set go wild Still on that same thing, Rubber Band Money Gang Nigga wanna roll wit' me, ?? at yo' brain Nigga you lost it, Nigga don't like to be cautious Your hood's probably the softest. Start with us, ain't no pausin' Hater on my dick, get off me. Before a nigga hide in your closet I ain't gon' do no talkin'. Answer this gun, it's callin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
