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Hey Suge what I tell you nigg* when I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these chests right?
Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigg*
The binoculars
Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigg* time to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest nigg*
cause its gonna be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna show you what it's like on this side
The real side
Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real muth*-fkas
and there's gonna be some p*ssies
Now the real gonna be the ones with money and girls
The p*ssies are gonna be the on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
See you got some on your side
That say they're your friends
But in real life they your enemies
And then you got some muth*-fkas that say they your enemies
But in real life they eyes is on your money
See the enemies will say they true
But in real life those will be the snitches
Its a dirty game y'all
Y'all got ta be careful about who you fk with and who you don't fk with
Cause the s**t get wild y'all
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
Keep your mind on your riches
9-1-1 its an emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you heard of me
s**t, I'm legendary scary and paralyzed
Nothing more I despise than a liar
cowards die
My mama told me When I was to see
Just a vicious muth* fker while these devils let me free
I proceed to make them shiver
when I deliver
Criminal lyrics
from a world wide mob figure
Thug from everywhere Mr. Makaveli
is waiting for some thug s**t, thats what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely, Immortal, Outlaw
Switching up on you ordinary girls
like a south paw you get left
And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start again
Eternally I live in sin
until the moment that they let me breathe again
The heartz of men
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The Heartz of Men
My lyrical verse with so much pain
that to some it hurts
My guns bust
And if you ain't one of us
it gets worse
b*tch get their eyes swoll
in fly mode
I'm a homicidal outlaw
and five-o, get your lights on, the fights on
tonights gonna be a fkin' fight
so we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
Drive-by, bow down
thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First nigg* act up
first nigg* gettin' drugged out
I can be a villian if ya let me
I'll muth*fk ya
if ya do upset me
tell the cops to come and get me
rip the crowd like a phone number
Then start again, don't have no muth*fkin' friends nigg*
Look inside the heartz of men
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In The Heartz of Men
In The Heartz of Men
To all my engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and fk a punk b*tch
No longer living in fear
my pistol close in hand
Convinced this is my year
like I'm the chosen man
Give me my money and label me as a don
If is having problems
smoke'em, fire and bomb
I died and came back,
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thuggin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowing
scarred up
but still flowing
energized and still going
Uhh, can it be fate
that makes a sick muth*fka break
On these jealous as* coward cuz they evil and fake
What will it take ?
Give me that bass line
I'm feeling bombed
Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a nigg* a beat and let me start again
Represent
cause I've been sent
The heartz of men