I just have to say you my nigga, understand? It don't get no realer than this, man Let's slow the fuck down You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man
nine straight when you was bustin' Your whole clip and hittin' nothing Your whole block on him, only two niggaz got him Came down fast With the cash and the product Caught you pants down
real money. We have whatever they kick down to us. My enemy is not the average white man, it's not the kid down the block or the kids I see on the street
One what? One love One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one love, one love One love, one love, one
On the firing line lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets Yeah, yeah, pay attention
for feeling 'Cause one man's flaws is another man's ceiling, now when I was a child, I did things as a child but now that I'm a man I bust your ass
Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y'all Whattup? Whattup It's time man (Word, it's time?) Straight up, it's time man Aight, set that shit off (Set it off then nigga, set
I die I'm going to paradise and I'm not worried so I'm in a hurry to die. But no one's going to disrespect me and no one's going to write nonsense about
case, banged it and ran back to the fiends on my block Fiends on my block? That's logical, my flow is phenomenal I put a couple dots on your block like
how we get down we the only reason that you eat and breath in this town we beatin them down raise a blade, buck 50 I rap like no one out there can fuck
Yo, Step into the land of the Metronome Man Click, click, click, bang! Suicide again Black army-boots like Motley Crue Chew barley root, I?mma attach
pimp me, I'mma pimp myself You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself The one man army, the one man wreckin' crew I heard
big will but wrong she silly sally Think she handling army cause her body out in cali Terribly mistaken strung on yeh the hits creation Tryin to fly down
own body For my piece, or sugar hill, I'm New Orleans like Lolli I'm fearin' no man, as long as I'm stompin' in these brogans There's no playin', soon as this army
get your whole click engulfed in gangsta shit Too much to deal with I'm still a bitch that' be's designer down stay scheming on the man And taking flights
my back initiated in blood bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club you could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues and you could I'm a
roam Dough on d-low, downin' straight shots of Cristal Brothers Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down
crossed my father den my father crossed them 'Cause I roll with Immortal Thug niggaz And my number one plan to kill a man to grab a needle and drug