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( Goldie Loc )
d*mn cause this spot's gettin hot
I can't trust the paremedics or them crooked as* cops
The closest nigg* to you would do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you
And he could be the same nigg* the switch
Playin all one minute but he really is a b*tch
Now watch out for the twist
Here come them that was with you but they out to get rich
But you thought them would never do that
Until they came back strapped with them rat-tat-tat-tats
And it always ends up fked up
When the innocent die it'll have yo brain stuck
It'll have yo brains stuck s**t outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck
fked up in my younger days
s**t I'll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays
A few days back one of homies got rugged out
d*mn shame all the brothers seem drugged out
One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head
Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis layin dead
But it's a fact if you pack nigg* bust back
Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat
Hoo wooda sed that it wooda helped anyway
Wit mo guns sinnin for another day
d*mn cause this spots gittin hot
d*mn cause this spots gittin hot
gittin hectik bustin threw my windo
Think it was my homies fked up can't realy call it do
If it was I'ma git him
He gunna hate it when it hit him
d*mn cause this spot's gettin hot
I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked as* cops
The closest nigg* to you wood do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you
( hook, Butch Cassidy )
Another day has come
How much longer will I run
I wanna have sum fun
Layin out in the sun
How much dirt have I done
My life has just begun
I sleep with my gun
My problems weigh a ton
( Tray-Dee )
I gots to say d*mn the program dun up and switched
Fool I used to run with and trusted snitched
Got one time on my block straight posted
Hopin that I slip but I dip and ghosted
Told my babymama it wus drama unfoldin
I kissed all my kids den commits to strollin
Wound uptown on a hot as* block
Checkin with some chickens gettin hot as* c*ck
Daily Tray-Dee'll loose pursuit
But deez ho's broke and don't look to cute
So I parlay to the hard ways of jackin
Fast came to cash but the mash was crackin
I didn't I was the one to be
Kickin summary of sum wen I let em slide up under me
But God as my witness
As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin out sensless
I stayed hard hit the yard
Pull hole cards
Had em runnin to the sarge
Jail house scars tell the part you played
Livin with a snitch jackin destined for the brake
It don't pay to go soft
Cause when we catch you slippin real takin off motherfkers
( Dee, Talkin )
And that's how we do it
b*tch as*
Out here tellin disrespectin the game
fkin up this realism we puttin down out here
You know what I'm sayin
nigg* need the cops to help em out
Hoe as*
Stand on ya own nigg*
Live by the gun die by the gun
nigg* be a soldier
( hook )