s jealous of you, so tell me How's a b**** with no man (No man) Gon' tell you what to do with your man (What to do with your man) Listenin' to your girlfriend
s up' the shit seem weird But there's a question I prepared for you How could you fuck the only people who ever cared for you? A thug changes [Hook:]
down for a minute man Cause I gotta get somethin off my chest. You understand me? I'm on the high wire at every night. You understand me? Balancing on that bitch
red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice Had to escape the life This ain't for all and every people, don't compare me to rappers I'm trying
a veteran not a rookie Z-Ro is that nigga, that'll see thoed 'fore it's over with Dealing with haters and perpetrators, trying to fade us But I'm cooking up something
hard Since the seven people living in one house, with no cars in the yard I remember stressing so hard, I couldn't keep my focus My only love was for
my hand and spray, was already dealin with a bunch of them o hoe ass niggas, hated by mo bitch ass niggas, took a fall, got arrested then you bitches
back in my hand and spray Was already dealing with, a bunch of those hoe ass niggaz Niggaz-niggaz, hated by mo' bitch ass niggaz Took a fall, got arrested then you bitches
his Bitch ass (Bitch ass) He just mad cause he be missing and needing his bitch ass (Bitch ass) And he mad cause I be rubbing and squeezing his bitch
see man That I'm a real rich nigga from the Houston streets Fried out licking, looking for something to eat I'm on a mission, whipping birds like they stole something
the making ya bitch [Lil' Flip] Now I'm back with my crew, like we ain't got nothing to do So if you beefing with them, then I'm beefing with you I'm
with street sweepers Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
, bust 'em and touch 'em all They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all I'll probably be an old man before I understand why I had to live my life with
semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggaz Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday and fear of man - grow on trees Criminal ties for centuries
love. Straight thugs. One time for my niggas in the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One time for
you with the crime of rape, murder, and assault For suppressing and punishing my people I charge you with robery for robbing me of my history I charge you with