(Verse 1) N***as stay hashed out, hashed out...
(Verse 1) N***as stay hashed out, hashed out Mash on these n***as til we passed out, passed out Laugh at these n***as cause we assed out, lets bow These n***as smacked me in the fast lane last thangs I need is enemies, is that fame? Well that shit is lame oh no Original bang bang gotta maintain the main thang baby Lately always runnin from ladies cause no one's thinkin bout my babies Just maybe I'll be lonely left, cause y'all gone crazy Got everybody out here wonderin if I'm broke, I don't play that And we pray, and we pray let everybody say that, and you can do what the f**k you want to do Not like way back, hey Got mail from the payback, it's evil all around Now, here we are, praise God, don't hold us down Praise God, don't hold us down Praise God, don't hold us down If you got to get your clown on wit'cha top down when ya hear the cop sound I gotta go punch em, calm down And when you're in the club drunk and you think you see a punk he just might have a pump in the trunk, and ready to f**k you up(up) You n***as can't get near me by not carryin the load(load) as soon as you get babies, she can't wait to say, hello These n***as think they Panthers, keep movin, go get some Pampers any questions get on your knees and get the answer Evidently everyday (Chorus) Who the only n***a you know? Who the only n***a you know, that's thuggish ruggish? Ooh ain't shit changed Who the only n***a you know? Who the only n***a you know, that's thuggish ruggish? Ooh ain't shit changed Who the only n***a you know? Who the only n***a you know, that's thuggish ruggish? I still do the ditches with my song still f**kin with the lights on Sit up and real enough to look at the kids and tell em momma ain't with us, us, us, us ... (Verse 2) It won't be easy believe this We were birth inside the fetus ghetto mamas still caught up in ghetto drama think of Columbine, pop pop, what if it happened to mine? Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, f**k that and start a riot? N***as lyin to me demons keep flyin to me chuckin many in the street pimpin me fakin lets make history My people keep the flame in me help me make this money on my family I can feel it even if I died burn me They can't kill it if they wanted to my spirits keep on hauntin you Can't wait cause I'm the realest I come with the wickedness and pillage the village Stick with runaways F**k these house n***as and grab your crotch n***a You slouch rat mouse, n***as bounce, n***as bounce, n***as bounce (Chorus) (Verse 3) And my daddy, daddy, daddy's on the chain gang tell em bout the gunline boss the same thing And I hope they took a good picture somebody's out to get ya Lay me down shit's gonna happen right up wit cha I've seen murder on the news burnin smellin up the room And the bang won't let me sleep I put in me latch, latched with a broom Strategize like, ahh, and it will materialize Fantisize like, ahh, and never materialize What am I the dead weight? It'll be okay I'm hopin that choo choo ride out the real chance, real here So all my people with AIDS we can sit down and play some spades I ain't afraid to to die smoked with Eazy everyday (Chorus till fade)
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