Verse 1: So what I grew up with them niggas I ain't stuck wit them niggas We from the same hood But I don't fuck wit them niggas If shit pop off I touch one of them niggas Cut one of them niggas Poke one of them niggas Beg For Mercy number 4 "I'm so Hood" First lp 10 million sold I'm so good I thought niggas would love to see me shine But it's makin them sick To see me gettin mines Got that Benz, got that Bentley and the new Bugatti Got the Range after partin wit the new Ferrari If it's makin you sick To see me blow I'm sorry Dude we used to be cool But I ain't stuck wit you nigga I grew up wit you nigga But I don't fuck wit you nigga Got shot in the back Den turned around and got shot in the eye Labels 2Pac lay down and die There's a message in my music can you hear it God? The mans never gonna blow Another reason why This disease infested When I spit it any nigga can get it Punks frontin' in they rhymes That ass'll be flatlined "can't we all just get along we used to be friends?" Nah, fuck that man We used to pretend These niggas is comedians I thought I was tight funny 5 called tellin "niggas mugged me" Bet on my new surreal shit Would you bail a nigga out son If you niggas knew he was tryin to kill you And wouldn't let you hold a gun? Think about it Haha ha!
Outro: Aw man I'm havin too much fun with this rap shit man I love this shit manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
