******s in the hood lookin at me crazy Tellin ******s like they wanna ****** my old lady Same ****** ******t every day at 8 o'clock ******, start my day off raisin off the ****** I throw the khakis on, with the t-******rt Never knowin when a ****** might hit the dirt I'm thinkin, how in the ****** can i get high quicker Mix the blunt with some mutha****** malt liquor These ******s that i love, i don't trust em, but i stay close to em In case i gotta do em We from the same set, but that don't mean ******t no mo' I be premeditatin with the .44 (.44) My hoe be tellin a ****** to peel they caps back Cause i know where them ******s hide they ******t at ******t be on my mind, return a shot call Broke as ******, it's about to get hot, y'all [ chorus: big rocc ] ******s starvin while you're home with the mills ******s killin while you're doin **** deals Out flossin, throwin 100 $ bills Time to set yo ass up for the kill Death of a shot caller, who can you trust? It might be your number 1 ****** that bust A cap, he's the next one to take charge Smoke him and his ****** in his backyard [ verse 2: mc ren ] A ******'s sittin on the curb Hear that ****** come bumpin with the suburb Got my ******s on point, same ******s he be ****** hoes with And rollin up the blunts when he wanna get lit Homie, when that ****** put the mutah******a in park? That's the signal, little ******, pump 3 in his heart Don't feel ******t, cause it's real ******t, he a ****** ******s in the hood doin bad while he gettin rich Off this ******t we be killin ******s fo' Can't make a move less this mutha******a say so ******, ****** that, i'm runnin this ******t I'ma look him in his eyes when his punk-ass gettin hit But if you miss, ******, i'ma kill you Cause if he get away, mutha******a, then we all through ****** 3 shots, ******, add 2 And handle what the ****** you gotta do Kill the shot caller Man, you know we been smokin ******s for this mutha******a This ****** ain't paid us ******t, man (i know, dog) Hold up, hold up, hold up, dog Man, gimme the gat, i - damn Hey ******, you got my mutha****** money? ******, ****** yo money, ****** No ******, ****** you ( *shots* ) Oh ******t, oh ******t... Damn! [ verse 3: tha chill ] These o.g.'s got me twisted like twizzler Got me heated and hot, and all i'm thinkin is killin ya Peelin ya cap back, like starter, fool I'm comin to get you ******s off my block, so i pack a full Glock with big slugs, and you know i buck no doubs Cause you know a ****** steelo, how i did them fools a week ago One week passed, i'm hearin you wanna wet us When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the jetters What the ******? these ******s tryin to bust on me? So i'm ******in up the can and ready to make them do some gas And do some flippin, and all that Cause ******s out here shot call, get they ass jacked And that's the main fact, big payback for you punk mutha****** Disrespectin the crew, it's mandatory that i buck Ass down from comptown, mr. shot caller Gonna be a fast faller if he ain't a fast talker Fast walker, or better yet better be a fast runner Chill on the scope with the cannon, finna gun ya Dumpin 9 to the gut like '******, what?' This ol' b.g. big baller, ****** the mutha****** shot caller [ chorus ]
******s in the hood lookin at me crazy Tellin ******s like they wanna ****** my old lady Same ****** ******t every day at 8 o'clock ******, start my day off raisin off the ****** I throw the khakis on, with the t-******rt Never knowin when a ****** might hit the dirt I'm thinkin, how in the ****** can i get high quicker Mix the blunt with some mutha****** malt liquor These ******s that i love, i don't trust em, but i stay close to em In case i gotta do em We from the same set, but that don't mean ******t no mo' I be premeditatin with the .44 (.44) My hoe be tellin a ****** to peel they caps back Cause i know where them ******s hide they ******t at ******t be on my mind, return a shot call Broke as ******, it's about to get hot, y'all [ chorus: big rocc ] ******s starvin while you're home with the mills ******s killin while you're doin **** deals Out flossin, throwin 100 $ bills Time to set yo ass up for the kill Death of a shot caller, who can you trust? It might be your number 1 ****** that bust A cap, he's the next one to take charge Smoke him and his ****** in his backyard [ verse 2: mc ren ] A ******'s sittin on the curb Hear that ****** come bumpin with the suburb Got my ******s on point, same ******s he be ****** hoes with And rollin up the blunts when he wanna get lit Homie, when that ****** put the mutah******a in park? That's the signal, little ******, pump 3 in his heart Don't feel ******t, cause it's real ******t, he a ****** ******s in the hood doin bad while he gettin rich Off this ******t we be killin ******s fo' Can't make a move less this mutha******a say so ******, ****** that, i'm runnin this ******t I'ma look him in his eyes when his punk-ass gettin hit But if you miss, ******, i'ma kill you Cause if he get away, mutha******a, then we all through ****** 3 shots, ******, add 2 And handle what the ****** you gotta do Kill the shot caller Man, you know we been smokin ******s for this mutha******a This ****** ain't paid us ******t, man (i know, dog) Hold up, hold up, hold up, dog Man, gimme the gat, i - damn Hey ******, you got my mutha****** money? ******, ****** yo money, ****** No ******, ****** you ( *shots* ) Oh ******t, oh ******t... Damn! [ verse 3: tha chill ] These o.g.'s got me twisted like twizzler Got me heated and hot, and all i'm thinkin is killin ya Peelin ya cap back, like starter, fool I'm comin to get you ******s off my block, so i pack a full Glock with big slugs, and you know i buck no doubs Cause you know a ****** steelo, how i did them fools a week ago One week passed, i'm hearin you wanna wet us When you see ren, rocc, tha chill, you're puttin on the jetters What the ******? these ******s tryin to bust on me? So i'm ******in up the can and ready to make them do some gas And do some flippin, and all that Cause ******s out here shot call, get they ass jacked And that's the main fact, big payback for you punk mutha****** Disrespectin the crew, it's mandatory that i buck Ass down from comptown, mr. shot caller Gonna be a fast faller if he ain't a fast talker Fast walker, or better yet better be a fast runner Chill on the scope with the cannon, finna gun ya Dumpin 9 to the gut like '******, what?' This ol' b.g. big baller, ****** the mutha****** shot caller [ chorus ]
