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Blac talking
Yeah up in this motherfka
G-A-N-G-S to the motherfkin' A motherfka
I got my brother Cool B, my nigg* Berm on the side ah me
Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin' thug, S-P-V motherfka
Hook
Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
We ain't finished yet,
fk that busta kill that sucka
fk that busta kill that sucka
Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
We ain't finished yet,
fk that busta kill that sucka
*gunshots*
Verse 1
Creep up on yo funky ass, yeah I got a careless nigg*
Blast four times to the spine, now a dead nigg*
Broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one
Smellin' dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son,
My brother gon' smother motherfkas for the fk of it
K-Mud ever thug, crackin' scrugs, tyin' up some s**t
Jumpin' in the rental Continental hit the town right
Twenty-one, dollars in my pocket makes a long night
Climbin' while I'm drivin' motherfkas we be gettin' it on
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
In the hood, crazy motherfkas born night and day
Gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from Parkway
Tanqueray, sippin' city dippin', keep my game strong
Ignorant as* girls interferrin' but I'm smokin' on
Never let anotha motherfka come and disrespect
He die if I'm high, blaze anotha we ain't finished yet, b*tch!
Hook (2x)
Verse 2
Chiefin' hay, every-day, the Southern way,
Totin' nines I'm color blind, I'm straight for mine
You can call it what you want, I really don't care
The life I live is motherfk it, a do or dare
A couple ah jackers, I need some cheese wid my crackers
I'm tryna stack up, my dividends to the max
Don't try to test, without no fkin' bullet proof vest
Boom, boom, boom, another blood murder mess
No time to waste, my face paste wid ah frown
A madman, only weeeeed can calm me down
No love for scrubs, cause scrubs ain't never did s**t for me
No love for the other man,
Cause the brother man lives the world so lonely
A nigg* lim' dimin' late night climbin' as chief Blac would say
And nuff respect to my on South Parkway
Yes we be chiefin' hay every motherfkin' day
Yes we be doin' it the Southern way nigg*
Hook (2x)
Verse 3
Rumblin' through the cars just like a blind man
My destiny is to get paid understand man,
A mister motherfkin' genius, I fkin' mean this
True to this game cause I'm a thug, doped out on drugs
My nigg* B he got a juice, and some ah that hype
Lil Man know when it be on cause it's a quiet night
A dice game whip ya 'erves, what's up my nigg*
Tay Baby got some fkin' hyper if you smokin' nigg*
Inspect the Gangsta once I change, I thought you knew
Go tuck your nuts cause ain't no guts, up in this fool
But to my who be jailin', like psycho P
And Hardtime and Dunno D, up in the streets
We standin' down 'til they act up, I pull my gak up,
If they get shot up cause they fked up, without they nuts up
Cause ain't no suckas in this hood, it's all good
Don't try to change the fkin' channel, I wish ya would
Hook ('til fade variations camp; talking)
YO! G-UP