Lyrics:
fuckin' up big time, I hate this shit
I'm caught in the middle of havin' love for a lil' nigga
And knowin' what's expected of me as a real nigga (damn)
I need you
Shorty wit me kno she lovin the crew
Got dem shottas wit me when i hop in the coupe
Hop in my car like a spaceship go to the moon
Baby u
(bitch)
[Verse 2]
Teerin' it up? naw the same old shit
Another hit comin' from the clicka Central Coast Clique
Walking down the street's blowing
brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin`
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
don't mind boo be yeah
And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
[Verse 1]
I ain't
slidin' you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that
This is 'Matrix
kindess, for a weakness
Gotsta get back on some street shit so I can creep This
Rat, when I act, take one, set him up, to take two
Get him there, take three,
shot that ass up, you was holdin' out
Let the streets be the court, and corners hold the trial
Fatal, not fictitious
I rock the cable '86 shit
back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow behind.
It's a fucked up vehicle. Switchin' my lines.
Hotel asks a nigga: "Could I share my dimes".
only live once, we slide to the telly
That lil' bitch gon' put on some belly and ask if you ready for love
Shots finna bus, fuck
A niggas set up, three
get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
(Ice-T)
Many casualties caught in the cross-fire mix
while whole crews flash they fo-fo's in the flicks
to quarters
This new gloc comfy by this shoe box money
An few blocks from me they act 2 pac funny
Use to take drinks with me know he take shots from me
Got
to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important
That I got the streets in me
One felony, wit two cases beat
So be about your business when you come and beef wit me
I got coke for sale and I got dope
all my life, was never click-to-click
Huh, opp' pack in the 'Wood, who the fuck is this? (Huh)
Smoked two niggas at one time, it's a gumbo mix
like them there
Need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say
Looooooove
Looooooove
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin' on twenties wearin' nice clothes
but ain't nuttin' like pimpin' hoes, and ridin' Vogues
I live a good life,
live, real rap's back again
You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier radio
The "Sonic Jihad" continues
Where you either with us, or you against us
sunkist I'm on mix
Wock and red
This a Glock 40 on me but it's a .9 in the head
It shoot both of 'em
I be havin' modified guns
Transform somethin
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
BETTA TAKE SOMETHIN BUSS A
CLIP GOTTA SHAKE SOMETHING ,
JUST FILL A DRAKO WIT A HUNNID ROUND ID BE DAMN IF I LET NIGGA PLAY ROUND NIGGA GET DOWN OR LAY
some cheetahs shake it all around
Seen a couple hyenas lurking on the prowl
And they waiting for that right moment to pounce
Call me King 2k I only drink
the streets in peace and I'm never strapped
But I know a crew of Young Gunz that'll send you back
So easy does it on the DL
Peace to Pete Rock and the Mecca Don
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