you touch the streets Hey, I'm not a killer but don't rush me Cause I got a couple hundred motherfuckers, that won't let nobody touch me I'm the Don now
Bitch, I'm a fellon, Felt like I was failin, God tell me when i'm gon' win, You know when i'm blessed, You know when i'm gon sin, You were there at
to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with me You come to get me up the flip, and smoke some kill with me I really appreciate the love that was shown I
't stop, it's like he had a disease He robbed another and another a sister and a brother Tried to rob a man who was a duty undercover The cop grabbed
A dark heart Kill and get your ass caught You're dead now It's not a problem The kids who will not steal the drugs they don't have Still just kill In
me Making love on a sandy beach The stars above us and we're clean out of reach Of my chains oh oh the chains that were killing me And you make everything a
don't do it Johnny don't do it Well Johnny went a riding With his girlfriend on the back seat Looking for some action And they found it down a back street Suddenly a
I'll just disappear. [Bridge] If I stay here with you, the only thing that I'll lose is me. So I gota let go, I gotta let go. If I stay here with you
things on TV, believe me I got some killers on my payroll, and they know When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low Although I'm young, I'm still comin up I
the city where the skinny niggas die If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry I expect retaliation in a hurry I see death around the-
.." [2Pac] Holla if ya hear me! [Verse Three] Will I quit, will I quit? They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep representin, never give up, on a
community So many bodies dropping Its gotta stop I want to help But still I'm stepping Keeping my weapon Must protect myself The promise of a better
how I'ma go about it 'til somebody bust me I play for keeps like the OG's raised me If I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin
don't have to kill your dreams ploten' schemes on a man Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin' I
Chorus Hollar if Ya Hear me Hollar if Ya Hear me Hollar if Ya Hear me Will I quit, will I quit? They claimin' that i'm violent But still I kick Representin