I don't have to you can run your mouth I don't care if you get too close I'm gonna clap you it's too real out here to be scared a real nigga gonna do whatever he has to a man is the last thing you should fear, it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you niggas when I step up in the bar faggots wanna look like you mother***ers got obi trite shook like i'ma stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues got no time got guns that more niggas mimes shoot up clubs and destroy niggas vibes everybody running for they mother***ing lives tough club niggas we leave early cock back surely open up your fade your gray brain meets motor city pay your nervous system still twitch off jay-z hoes and animals skirts get murked don't never let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't never let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god because you's about to catch a bullet scar I give a *** where you from who you be with keep this a secret right by the nuts a fo' five that I like niggas up in this fo' five high make me not give a *** niggas know what I'm about out here I don't do my own home cause I don't have to you can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gonna clap you it's too real out here to be scared a real nigga gonna do whatever he has to a man is the last thing you should fear it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you you'll die one day but as long as I'm here I'm gonna *** checks and make my cash stretch longer than giraffe necks poverty and make your ass bet my words touch niggas in jail make em wanna finish they last cent they say you live by the gun you die by the next nigga gun if that's the case then get a bigger one you don't think I packed a pump cause I'm out the hood that's a stereotype like everybody that's black and junk I'm in the white mink the fabric is done got rings like Mike Byrd magic and numb out in Dallas in the palace where the marriage is from living lavish I'm established so the cabbage will come I'm in the clouds you don't see me on the train I travel first class you ain't even got a tv on your plane should be easy on my name cause I ain't going back or forth your boss and your captain's off niggas know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to you could run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gonna clap you it's too real out here to be scared a real nigga gonna do whatever he has to a man is the last thing you should fear it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you no doubt you gon' bring it to anybody who want it you want it you gon' get it name em we gon' hit em chew em up and spit em out too much venom and if you roll with em we gon' *** you up with em I got too much momentum moving in my direction to lose my shoes will explode soon as you go to stepping em you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assassins keep masking gloves consider this as a warning disaster comes and you can react to it just as marks but we're a fizz ass *** you little bitch ass up we are not killers Mabato or have you shot though drag through the body on *** like Kim Osario's little sorry hoe ass go ass be real we burn sauce covers like ***ing cypress hilled it in the 90s when you was in diapers still shady records you better believe the hype is real this is no joke I don't smoke but I toke enough secondhand to make my ***ing p.o choke I'm an OG you're ***ing with a GI Joe I'm a psycho Mariah ain't got *** on me when I retire I'll be spitting baby food on people at San Cedro ranch huddled up next to a hello kitty slippers on humping the legs you ever had your cat peeled back or your *** pushed in I put my blade in you like a ***ing pincushion slice your ear clear off smearing off and hinged off I'll show you how to kill a ***ing man like nobody told you that I'm loco essay I lack everything chemical in my membrane I'm slim shade D&D's for these nuts and you can get each one for free so feast up I'll be in a cup for three months I'm having an E party for Easter please come we gon' bring it to anybody who wanted you on it you gon' get it your name I'm with him chew him up to spit him out too much venom and if you roll with him we gon' *** you up you can do all them push-ups to pump up your chest I got a 12-gauge Mossberg to pump up your chest have you gasping for air after that shell get your vest fear me like you fear God cause I bring death silverback gorilla in the concrete jungle I'm the strongest around you know how I get down I watch gangster flicks and root for the bad guy turn it off before it end cause the bad guy die you trying to buy guns I'm the nigga to look to so what they got bodies on them they still look new you can raise your voice like you finna touch something when I raise my knife *** I'm finna cut some say I walk like Ron O'Neal and talk like Goji if the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me sorry Kim oh sorry Niggas know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to you can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gon' clap you it's too real out here to be scared a real nigga gon' do whatever he has to a man is the last thing you should fear they didn't consider the crime unless they catch you