no matter the tag team back bitch, boom shakalaka me and Weezy run this bitch so bring me one soda and vodka and a fuji for my nigga cause the police
them? [How many of us have them?] Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on? [Ones you can depend on?] Friends, friends, friends,
Burna done got legit now, bitch you sit on the ground, you get on the ground, you aint talkin that shit now! Wanna spit rounds? We can go, that cop'll bring
What about my niggaz still out on the street? (What about us?) What about my partners doin' time? (What about us?) What about this harassment from the police
phone tapped, the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I build True to the ghetto that?s my life You see that house on the lake it
gotta watch for that truck Ya knahmean, y'all niggaz remember that night dog? Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him
consumed each breath Shot twice wit her hands up Police questioned but shot before she answered One Panther lost his life, the other ran for his Scandalous the police
decline with honor While you can And you think, you've got it sussed out? And you think, that we're brain washed, no way? And you're trying for a police
Leave a trail-blazin' like (Rasheed Wallace) What's today's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker I walk the same streets the police take us Livin' on
on a pimp ass stall We back and forth still boy when I shoot that big ass wall she wanna live boy betta get up on ya guard get down on ya knees and pray
be alright Get down stay up all night now Let's do this one more time Everything will be alright alright Bring it in bring it in what? bring in the verse
bonified pimps who run it She make a G a night but she told me 200 But that's what I get fuckin' wit a snow bunny I told her like this ask dat nigga you be callin' Police
escape the fed time Phone taps on direct lines, tec-9's with the red shine Jake climbin through the bedroom blinds Tryin to bring you to your deadline
on my born day Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect Watch the world go by and my thought connect I think about the time past and the time to come Reminesce on
on my TV still a hanger Ghetto Celeb, SPK right on the web Niggaz ride bikes and ride on past I say what yo niggaz ride bikes and ride on past Yo, bring
of the streets And show muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the Grammy This year I'll bring the shit home to his
' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's
