Lyrics:
Newspapers on them windows, no curtains, fiends knockin', soul searchin' (woo)
Water tuned off in that trap, fuck it, the stove workin' (ha)
Pour Poland
More dope more cash take ya man's bitch away
I off blast like a fast break (skatin)
And all you see'n is the gas tank
That mean I'm out nigga, fuck you
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
you to think I took a loss
When all I did was shook it off
Yeah, you heard me, shook it off
Man, if we was up north, niggas would have been fucked
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
To the fullest, always huntin, for it to spend
I went out and got it dawg, I can do it again
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil
I'm off the drugs, I feel like the narcos
Can't fall in love, so I keep my heart closed
Bitch, I am him, you niggas is not though
We knockin
right by that gun sound
Mind focused
On keys to a bigger house
Still remember days
With no milk for my cereal
Jacka but I could of been a killer
Serial
superb one, spittin rhymes
Off the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
Rotten shit, make the opposite team call a time out,
Knockin niggas three
and blunder, probably knockin' down yo tree
Thought you probably heard some thunder, when I'm rollin' down yo street
Nigga play and I send 'em under, by
Say I just popped a nigga, and I just jumped back in the stolo
Not trippin off the nigga
Mad I ain't even up the score though
We flippin' on his
meth, yeah
Yup, runnin' with the pack got slapped (yeah)
Hands in the cookie jar, cut his finger off (ah)
Nigga bein' greedy we gon' cut his tummy out
rhymes
From the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
Rotten shit, make the opposite team call time out
Knockin niggas three times my size out
The crowd
' on your door, you better knock it off, nigga Before we get to knockin' on your door, you better knock it off,
Got it in, then I got it off, before we Yeah,
wasn't for you
I miss my fuckin' homeboys
I wish, I could bring em' back
Big Benz with the slap, in the back, by the pack
And if you can't move them,
niggas don't do kung fu
By the junk yard, niggas jumped you
Pull out the pump, can't punk you
Uh, pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out
the favor
Now I keep my weapon off safety
Anywhere a nigga go
Cause I'm bound to blow
They know they shouldn't but niggas might try me when I'm on the road
, I'm not playin' fair
Uh, niggas tryna mug, tryna stare
Niggas think I'm scared, let the foolie go off
Like, ah, ah, ah, ah, let, leave him there
Uh,
niggas hear me
Mhm, ima show off
Firing up the blizzy for some steam i gotta blow off
Seasons changing, so the air might seem a little thicker
But don't
We knockin' at his door, house keeping, finna sweep the room
Always wit' me yeah I got my stick, shit I mean my broom
I keep seeing danger, niggas
niggas way
I'm a cooper road nigga
Niggas know not to play
Run off on the plug
Take ya life
Now we straight
Niggas tryna tie the score
But we up by
told ya we takin' over
Knockin' heads off shoulders
Think you boulder 'cause you older, but I'm colder
With the trigger I'll run all over ya'
Niggas
in that coupe, we swervin' lines
Let a nigga try to play, we BBO and bust his brain
Protect the shawty by enemies, it don't mean a thing
I just picture
all blue type shit
Bunch of rich niggas, hoes get confused type shit
Atlanta nigga, I live like Ted Turner type shit
On camera, knockin' jaws loose
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