From Adam

Here we go again Ten years later You know what man? Uhm (I wanna know) Fuck it Ayo C Give me that Jamison and that pickle juice Thank you I got some shit on my mind (I wanna know) My little nigga Frog dead, dog They shot my little nigga in his head, dog You heard what the fuck I just said, dog? Walk inside my closet like fuck everything red, dog If you seen your best friend stiff, you would cry too Sometimes I don't even wanna be a Piru Then I think about it like, fuck everything blue Who killed my motherfuckin' brother? (I wanna know) Who killed G man too? The shit I seen men do If I told you, I'd have me floating in cement shoes See Compton ain't shit really And I've been at the bottom of the pits, feel me? I done had some real niggas try to kill me Fake niggas in my crew Crip niggas more loyal than a few of my Piru I done been shot, had a surgery or two Above the rim like Pac, I'm like birdie at the troops I can't lie, every time I see Suge my heart beat Cause I don't know if I should dap him or let the hawk speak Wilmington and Brazil, nigga them my cross streets And who gon' take it from me? They think they know me But they do not know me 'Cause I do not know me Who killed my homie? I wanna know names Click-clack explain I can kill you but ain't nothing gon' change But I might do it anyway You gonna die any way I'm gonna die any way We can go any day It can be any day But for you Today is the day Today is the day I was playing Madden then I heard a knock Everybody know I got shot but this for niggas that forgot Sometimes I thank God that I got set up When you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up Suspect one: the homies never came to see me Suspect two: Red hid my gun behind the TV Suspect three: I was beefing with this Crip in my apartment Shit started cause we fought and he couldn't see me There's usually ten niggas in our dope spot Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing Stop I usually play Xbox with the gun cocked I'm cool with taking mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not Hole in my chest bout the size of a Kumquat I know who shot me cause I shot them But who set me up? I ain't tripping but (I wanna know) They think they know me But they do not know me 'Cause I do not know me Who killed my homie? I wanna know names Click-clack explain I can kill you but ain't nothing gonna change But I might do it anyway You gonna die any way I'm gonna die any way We can go any day It can be any day But for you Today is the day Today is the day Let me tell you how I met my nigga Wack Shit, he ain't always have a nigga back When I met him, he was standing behind Suge And everything is all good when you banging for your hood Compton That nigga Wack got my number and came through Now let me tell you the type of shit the Game do He walked in the booth where I was spitting Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his fuckin' sentence I ain't owe him shit, but real recognize real Now we like two red-nosed Pits Cross him, you gotta cross me And don't forget about where my nigga AR be He be in the cut, that niggas nuts, don't give a fuck Love his nigga Game to death, and he mean it from the guts Blood, what's up? Which one of you dumb mothafuckas wanna try us? (I wanna know)