If you a young n***a and you don't know how this n***a tippin'Then don't sign up for this ***He talkin' bout how to snitchSo hard, bitch, snitchin' regular*** is you talkin'?*** is you talkin'?That's why I go and I talkTo all the young n***a on topDon't sign up to this ***, ain't nothin' in thisBut once you sign up, sign upYou already crossed the lineN***a ain't no goin' back*** is you talkin'?You out here givin' out that wrongIf you a young n***a and you don't know how this n***a tippin'Then don't sign up for this ***He talkin' bout how to snitchSo hard, bitch, snitchin' regular*** is you talkin'?That's why I go and I talkTo all the young n***a on topDon't sign up to this ***, ain't nothin' in thisBut once you sign up, sign upYou already crossed the lineN***a ain't no goin' back*** is you talkin'?That's why I go and I talkTo all the young n***a on topMoney on my mind, these bitches gotta goMurder on my mind, these rounds gotta goCan't trust a snake, n***aKnockin' at the back doorPussy n***a runnin' from it, what you got that strap for?Didn't know you was a pussy n***a, you ain't talkin' facts, broI'm the n***a runnin' to him, tryin' to leave his back brokeLet this Mac go, I ain't throwin' out no craps, thoughAin't nothin' in the deep, but some tadpolesI ain't sayin' *** but facts, why you mad for?Ever talk bad about it, they gon' make a tag bout itNever was I sad about it, they gon' bring a bag bout itNorthside, Blacks, the streets, I ain't talkin' facts*** is you talkin'?We ain't built the same, you flew on your last problemI'm the same n***a, trigger finger to a goblinN****s talk that pimp and ***, never could you talk bout itB.C. Walkin', huh, I can get chalk around meBe cool if you n****s at a spark round meI'm from the northside of the Ritz where it's real rowdyPlease don't put me on a phone with n****s that talkI was whippin' up spreads with n****s that rollHe's supposed to get his face broke, n***a broke the codeWalkin' in these streets and havin' n****s rollI'm from the northside of the Ritz where it's real rowdyPlease don't put me on a phone with n****s that talkI was whippin' up spreads with n****s that rollHe's supposed to get his face broke, n***a broke the codeWalkin' in these streets and havin' n****s rollHoes in his chest, but hoes in the floorMoney on his brain, they comin' through the doorMoney on my mind, these bitches gotta goMurder on my mind, these rounds gotta goA-double-O, you know that I dive out itAin't no sense to cry about it, we just slide by itWas in the cell, havin' dreams of that wide bodyWith all them M's on it, lookin' like a M-OWas in the cell, havin' dreams of that wide bodyWith all them M's on it, lookin' like a M, homieAnd please don't confuse me, cause we ain't them, homieSlid yesterday, today we go again, homieLook, I put my heart in you n****sI put that motor in your backAnd then I started you n****sRegardless, you n****s, they reciprocate the love when I need itSo now when you tell me you love me, I don't believe itI'm the realest, ain't a secretI'm the one that keep the beef litLike, *** all that P-***Three sticks, when we jump off that fanThat mother***er got kickedYou gotta tighten your gripYellin' free, he bought dollars, n***a, tighten your lipsI promise, if you slip, then I won't miss on minePlease don't put me on the phone with n****s that toldI was whippin' up spreads with n****s that rolledHe supposed to get his face broke, n***a, broke the codeStuck it in these streets or have a n***a rolledHoles in his chest, but holes in the floorMoney on his brain, they comin' through the doorMoney on my mind, these bitches gotta goMurder on my mind, these rhymes gotta goThis *** a fist, ain't no fistThis *** a fist, ain't no fistThis *** a fist, ain't no fistThis *** a fist, ain't no bottom, it's deepHad yo' ass on the milk cart and been missin' for weeksSo many n****s want yo' head that the price is cheapNo rap money, 60 on my neck, no cap moneyIn and out the glass, I don't know how they gon' stop moneyI play it to these streets that cross meI put my heart in that, I bad talk the bitch, she tossed itLike a quarterback, I be in that harder thanSmurfin' *** was started outBounce out on feet, givin' old ladies heart attacksNo mask, bare face, I'ma get the job doneTails goin' deep on him, touchdowns and home runsMac-90s was slidin' out, I'ma get the job doneI'ma get the job done, I'ma get the job doneTouchdowns and home runs, Mac-90s was in the busB.E.C. go get him, blood, I ain't gotta tell him ***He gon' do it on the heart, big fishBitch, I be huntin' sharksDippin' through them locks, I be duckin' nartsFlamin' *** up, bro, I'm a flamin' torchPlease don't put me on the phone with n****s that talkI was whippin' up spreads with n****s that rollHe's supposed to get his face broke, n***a broke the codeStalkin' in these streets, I have a n***a rollHoes in his chest, but hoes in the flowMoney on his brain, they comin' through the doorHoes in his chest, but hoes in the flowMoney on his brain, they comin' through the doorMoney on my mind, these bitches gotta goMurder on my mind, these rounds gotta go