of pounds, My nigger learning how to thug, learning how to thug I had to learn how to thug, how to thug I ain't finished, society hates me but that hate is really fear I
couple of pounds, My nigger learning how to thug, learning how to thug I had to learn how to thug, how to thug I ain't finished, society hates me but that hate is really fear I
I spend a good deal with these Firestones I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers For the buyers chromosomes I got summers I got vicadens, valiums I
nigga I am. N-I-G-G-A, I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, And that's the type of nigga I am. N-I-G-G-A, I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day,
fuck sleep, I'm on a 24 hour grind Look at your darling son, now mama I'm out of my mind I don't know how to be happy, and I can't smile And fuck a bitch
nigga (NIGGA!) [Rapping:] I try to beat my felony but I lost that case So well, I went to jail and I lost that weight Met a couple dime pieces but I'
Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes But not no mo' though, I
fuck sleep, I'm on a 24 hour grind Look at your darling son, now mama I'm out of my mind I don't know how to be happy and I can't smile, and fuck a bitch
mob shit I never let this misery, push me to do something I regret But just notice you in danger, I want you to feel my anger And if I ever feel like I'm danger, I
time I ask myself why did they turn the heat up, I was chasing paper But niggas was jealous because they couldn't keep up I'm Z-Ro the Crooked (talking) I
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug
I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And leave my kids a grip I let my blood drip off in this thug s**t You can be touched, I catch you slippin' while
God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no man ni**a got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati [Chorus (w/ minor variations)] [E.D.I. Amin] I spend
is I ain't s**t without my homeboys Hey, tell em the story how you came up ni**a Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone Now I
, a life of hurtin' Man I still hustle, so I'm dyin certain So I spent your time in poor and working I see no reason So I stay ballin' season to season
- niggaz put prices on my head Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the
some Jordan's, cause they dope I got a girl and I love her but she broke too And so am I, I can't take her to the place she wanna go to So we argue
produce on every level This is bags I must, go the max I must Nigga I came from not much, so money I clutch Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong
